Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1376 Urge Her To Grow Up

Abel sat on the dam by the lake.

Two hours ago, he once again came to implore Maxwell and Kimberly to bless his union with

Emmeline, whom he knew he could never live without.

The stainless-steel cover of the smoothie blender he had brought back from Sandwell had already

been arranged for sample production by the technicians, and the path to securing the contract factory

was well laid out. However, his heart was in turmoil.

On the day Emmeline spent at RetroWave Advertisements, he had visited twice just to catch a glimpse

of her from afar. Just that one glance was enough to calm his restless heart.

Abel knew what he wanted. So, at 4 p.m., he returned home once more.

What he received was not only a scolding from Kimberly but also two slaps from Maxwell.

He knelt at Maxwell’s feet without a word. However, the couple adamantly refused to allow Emmeline to

marry him.

“Emma!” Abel shouted loudly across the lake, “Tell me, what should I do to keep from losing you?”

Tears had dried up.

Emmeline took out her phone, looked at Abel’s name, deleted it, and then saved it again. She saved it,

thought for a moment, and then added it to her block list, only to release it again.

“Abel, what’s going on? What should I do to stop feeling this pain? You used to love me so much. It

never changed growing up, so why are you acting like this now? Even if my parents won’t let us be

together, I’m still your Emma. What’s gotten into you? How can you abandon. me?

As the evening grew darker, Emmeline knew she had to return as she promised Maxwell.

She had to work on Tony’s project proposal the next day, and there was still a lot of research to be

done tonight. She had to bury her worries.

Emmeline stood up to leave when she suddenly saw the vice principal of the school she worked in

sitting on a stone bench among the magnolia trees ahead.

Standing beside him was someone who surprised Emmeline: Diesel Parker, the man who had once

held her hostage at the seafood restaurant!

Emmeline thought it might be the dim light playing tricks on her eyes, but a closer look confirmed that it

was indeed Diesel.

Huh? How could these two seemingly unrelated people be gathered together? Especially when one is

a cultured and knowledgeable school principal and the other is a rough and aggressive ex-convict!

Out of fear of Diesel, Emmeline avoided the path she knew he would take and took a wide detour,

holding onto Seal and quickly leaving the area.

The next day, when Emmeline arrived at RetroWave Advertisements, everyone was already busy with

great enthusiasm.

The materials prepared last night were abundant, and writing the proposal went smoothly. It thoroughly

demonstrated the benefits to businesses and the social impact on various levels. The next day, armed

with the proposal and some representative visual concepts, they would meet with Vernon Chester, the

contractor for the department store, to discuss cooperation. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Emmeline was thrilled, but she didn’t expect Abel to show up.

She quickly turned around and ran up the stairs to her office. While she was happy to see him, she

didn’t want to see him either.”

“I really don’t understand you two!” Tony said to Abel. “You look after her, protect her, but you won’t let

her know, letting her misunderstand you just like that. What’s going on?”

Abel smiled. “There’s nothing going on. I’m just pushing her to grow up.”

“Growing up is indeed painful.” Tony chuckled.

“After Emma breaks out of her cocoon, it’ll be your turn to suffer,” Benjamin York teased.

“I do hope there will be a day. I can die without regrets then.” Abel smiled wryly.

“Your approach is like a father molding his child,” Tony said. “You want her to grow into a capable

person, but you can’t help but feel sad.”

Abel pondered for a moment and then laughed. “You know, it does kind of feel like that.”

“You better go upstairs and see her. It’s much better than hiding across the street!” Tony remarked,

making Abel self-conscious.

He arrived at the second-floor office, and Emmeline was sitting at her desk with her chin resting on her

hand.

Approaching her, he quietly took her hand. Emmeline didn’t move. Abel exerted a bit more force, lifting

her up and embracing her tightly, not saying a word.

Emmeline felt a bit suffocated in his arms and struggled slightly.

“Where’s your injury from yesterday?” His voice was low.

Emmeline remained silent and obediently showed him her arm.

“I’m sorry, babe.” Abel’s throat choked, and he held her closer.

“Why are you apologizing?” Emmeline furrowed her brows. “You visited home yesterday, didn’t you?”