The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1001 My Husband Is the Best

Sonia reluctantly took the phone and spoke in an adjusted voice. Gently and tenderly, she said, “Hi Abel, it’s me, Sonia.”

On the other end of the line, Abel fell silent for three seconds before responding coldly, “Why are you with Emmeline?”

“Abel, it’s been five years since we parted. Are you doing well?” Sonia’s eyes filled with mist.

“Does it look like I’m not doing well?” Abel’s voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

“Is that the truth?” Sonia asked, “Or are you just saying that?”

“Hmph,” Abel scoffed, “I’ll never be able to reason with you. Please give the phone back to my wife.”

“Abel,” Sonia said, “Do you even know what kind of person your wife is?”

“Are you saying you do?” Abel retorted, his voice filled with anger.

“Just now, she hit me and cursed at me,” Sonia felt deeply wronged, “She’s completely a barbarian. How can you spend the rest of your life with such a woman?”

“Well I guess we truly are meant for each other then,” Abel said, “It just so happens I’m not by Emmeline’s side right now. Usually in this kind of situation, I’m way more barbaric than she is. If she slaps someone on the left cheek, I’ll make sure to slap the right cheek for good measure. If she curses at someone, I’ll follow up with even worse names. Otherwise, wouldn’t she feel so alone? I’m the type of person that always supports my wife in everything.”

Sonia was speechless.

What else needed to be said?

At this point, Emmeline laughed.

Abel was too cool!

totally head over heels for him

the phone from Sonia’s hands and said, “Babe, I

Abel’s voice regained its seductive tone, “I’ll make novelxo.com fast updatesome soup for you when I

so bad!” Emmeline pretended to be coquettish, “Do

to my wife, my love will

a blushing

husband. She loved him

the other hand, had a pale face, as if she was a

hand, Sonia’s face was pale as a sheet, almost like the ripped up A4 paper

bet tens of millions of dollars with you. However, men are not meant to be gambled

are meant to

was incredibly useful

the day of the

from the coffee table, tears welling in her eyes. She hurriedly turned around,

a moment longer, she feared

would be equivalent to admitting

couldn’t easily admit defeat,

She definitely couldn’t lose!

distressed departure and didn’t linger around

painful, and she didn’t want

good! I feel my frustration going

leave in a hurry and couldn’t help