The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Emmeline stuck her tongue out at Abel.

Abel had no choice but untied her.

“It hurts!” Emmeline pouted and rubbed her wrist. “I’m bruised.”

Benjamin hastily picked up her wrist and found some strangle marks. He felt distressed, then blew her wrist gently.

While blowing, he comforted her, “It doesn’t hurt. It’ll be fine soon.”

Abel’s expression turned gloomy.

Seeing the bruises on Emmeline’s wrist, Abel also felt a little distressed. But he did not want to show emotion, or Emmeline might think he was in love with her.

However, Benjamin still did not stop. He kept blowing and stroking Emmeline’s wrist and pampering her with all his might.

Abel’s expression became darkened. “Benjamin, enough!”

“What do you mean?” Benjamin held Emmeline’s hands without looking at Abel.

“Although I don’t love her, she is my woman!”

hugged Emmeline and scolded Benjamin, “Don’t you think it’s unsuitable for you to touch my

Emma for a long time,” Benjamin said,

past was the past,” Abel said sternly, “But now she is my wife, so you have to keep a

understand! But

or not, that’s our matter. You’re an

Benjamin was speechless.

go and change. Let’s

Emmeline leaned against his shoulder. “You finally admit I’m

just an identity,” Abel answered, “It’s only a title. It has nothing to do with

She pouted in

rubbed her head and glanced at Benjamin.

Emmeline reluctantly nodded.

didn’t love Emma ​​but was still overbearing. My stimulation

later, Abel brought Emmeline into the

followed behind while tears

“Mommy, you’re back!”

“Mommy, we miss you!”

want a