The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Not Abel, but your Worryfree.” Emmeline sobbed. “Abel doesn’t love me anymore, but I still love him. I’m so sad. It’s all your fault!”

“How can this be my fault?” Waylon was somewhat aggrieved. “If it weren’t for Worryfree, Abel would have died.”

“But Abel doesn’t love me anymore! I still love him! I’m so sad!”

“That’s easy.” Waylon breathed a sigh of relief, then said unhurriedly, “It’s easy to solve.”

“Easy?” Emmeline asked in surprise, “Do you have a way? Can you make Abel love me again?”

“I can’t confirm that,” Waylon answered, “That depends on your fate with Abel, as well as your attractiveness.”

“Then, what else?” Emmeline pouted angrily. “I thought you had a way.”

“I did have a way,” Waylon said, “I can make you not love him anymore. So you won’t have any troubles.”

“Huh?” Emmeline was taken aback. “What do you mean?”

doesn’t have feelings for you. You can eliminate your feelings

Emmeline was speechless.

doing it for my good. So I won’t fly to

you returned to Struyria, I put Worryfree in your suitcase. Drink it instead of falling in love with Abel. When you forget him, you’ll live a better life.

did not

me or fall in love with someone else, it would be better for me not to love him. I’m obsessed with love

seemed Waylon knew that if she returned

a paper bag inside. On the

tasteless pack of medicinal powder deprived Abel of

she and Abel would be even. They would become strangers and forget each

and get

a little tempted.

car in the parking lot but stopped it

patted the door.