The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 974 Mr Abel Is Standing Up For Her Wife

Emmeline rolled her eyes. Somehow, her teeth felt sore.

She told herself a million times that she should not feel jealous because of some baseless stuff.

However, even if she forced herself to move away from the gossip, she still could not control the sense of jealousy that was penetrating her from her head to her toes.

She knew she was in trouble especially when Sonia talked about how Abel had cared for her by carrying umbrellas and jackets for her.

However, Emmeline had to stay calm. She could not just confront Sonia right now, could she?

After some thinking on her part, she decided that the best way to resolve her emotion was to ask the person in question directly.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Abel: Your white flower who you used to carry umbrellas and jackets for is here.

Abel was managing the order from the first floor. He was monitoring the preparation of the durian puffs when he received the message.

He could not help but frown, then he carried the tray, “Let me do this.”

He was downstairs in no time thanks to his long legs.

not face his first love. Instead, he

sensed that his wife was hurt by

way he would

who would stand up for

our durian puffs not here yet?” Ysabel knocked on the table, “What kind

was about to apologize, Emmeline stopped her, “It will be ready soon,” Emmeline put on her best

looked up and pretended to be surprised to

shrugged, “Do we know each

at Bvlgari yesterday,” Sonia answered proudly, “You

your boyfriend? I believe I am not

Sonia’s brows arched, “Are you trying

you,” Emmeline snickered coldly, “Abel is my husband. How on

she stammered,

it would be more accurate to say that he’s your ex. Who doesn’t have an ex-boyfriend, anyway? Don’t you think you’re just being a menace for

talk to Sonia!” Ysabel stood up, “Do you even

I know is that you guys are my customers,” Emmeline gritted her teeth, and there was a murderous gaze in her eyes, “Or else…

and she was no longer that feisty, “Let me ask you again. Why

business with such a snobbish attitude?” Sonia

is the pastries you

low voice boomed above their heads as Abel put the plate on the