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?”

You can eliminate your feelings for him

Emmeline was speechless.

it for my good. So I won’t

to Struyria, I put Worryfree in your suitcase. Drink it instead of falling in love with Abel. When you forget him,

not

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

He even prepared Worryfree for Emmeline. It seemed Waylon knew that if she returned to Struyria to find Abel, she

paper bag inside. On the paper bag had

was no flavor. But this tasteless pack of medicinal powder

powder, she and Abel would be even.

and

tempted. At this

not have time to park the car in the parking lot but stopped it on the sidewalk in front of

Abel patted the door. “Emma,