Abel gave himself a quick wipe-down before taking a seat on the sofa for a smoke.

Sam was cooking in the kitchen.

Ms. Louise took the Worrydfree drug, so she lost her feelings for Abel. However, Abel was now head over heels for Ms. Louise.

The unfortunate turn of events brought tears to Sam’s eyes.

Why did God put an idea in Waylon’s head to develop such a problematic drug like Worryfree?

What was done was done. Still, why did Waylon have to add a paprika taste to the drug?

Sam wanted to grab the paprika seasoning for a smell comparison.

The bottle of smoked paprika was missing on the spice rack though.

Sam mumbled to herself, “That can’t be right. I remember putting it here after making food for the babies. Did I finish the bottle and throw it? I must put it on my shopping list to get another bottle. Otherwise, I can’t get the flavors right for the kids.”

Emmeline took a nice hot soak and emerged from the bathroom in a towel. She was drying her hair.

Abel returned to the bathroom for a quick shower.

Out of the bathroom, Emmeline put on her pajamas and sat behind her dressing table to blow her hair dry.

“I’ll blow dry your hair.” Standing behind her, Abel took over the hair dryer.

not anybody to

my children. You’re my only lover, and I’m happy

the mother of the kids, but it doesn’t change anything. We’re not in love. You are very well in your rights

and forever!” In an act of asserting dominance, Abel locked

Where did your confidence come from?” Emmelien pursed her

lost for

my breath with you. I’m going to bed. Please make

not

gave him a couple of shoves, but

his embrace, Abel uttered, “I’m not going to the guest

just two hours ago, I recall you driving me away and

hours ago does not exist anymore. I

and stop bothering me. I don’t love you. What should we sleep together? We’re no husband and wife or lovers.

Abel was rendered speechless.

No comeback or

“But Emma…”

sternly exclaimed, “Get out. Don’t keep

love me again, Emma?”

so I don’t want to share a bed with you. Please proceed to the guest bedroom, or

was sad. “Alright.

“Goodnight.”

headed to the door. He flung the door open and stormed off to the guest

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