The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 112

Emmeline arrived at the Impérial Palace about forty minutes later.

Abel was already fading in and out of consciousness.

He thought he was dreaming when he saw Emmeline in front of him. He stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

“Emma, do you still care about me?”

“Look at what I’ve done, Emma.”

“I’d rather die, Emma…”

“You’ve had too much to drink,” Emmeline said with a frown. “I’ll send you home.”

“I’m not drunk. I’ve never felt any

more sober. Emma…”

Emmeline shoved him away. “Let go

of me! Everyone’s watching!”

I didn’t see anything! Lúca turned his head away, but the customers around him were staring at him.

Luca tried to disperse the crowd. “Hey, move along, you guys. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen that before.”

The other customers thought, I’ve never seen such a dramatic performance before!

“Please forgive me, Emma…”

Abel could not control himself. He grabbed Emmeline’s face and forced his lips over hers.

“Mmh! Abel!”

Emmeline was shocked. We’re in public! Hundreds of people are watching us!

However, Abel was totally into it. He hugged her tightly, and the kisses became more and more brazen…

Emmeline could not take it anymore. She pinched a certain spot on Abel’s armpit

“Oh, Emma…” Abel passed out and slumped on Emmeline’s shoulders.

Luca thought Abel had finally passed out

Emmeline was crushed by the man’s body weight.

“Send him home,” Emmeline said

while panting hard. She lifted a hand

and wiped her mouth.

Abel had bitten her and drew blood.

It stung.

“Where to?” Luca asked.

“Ryker’s Mansion, of course!”

Luca seemed hesitant. “Ms. Louise, NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

troublesome if his grandfather sees him like this.”

“Well… Send him back to the café then. I’ll make something to sober him up,” Emmeline said.

From the balcony, Adam’s face sank as he watched Emmeline, Luca, and Abel leave.

A long while later, he took out an exquisite steel needle and gazed intently at it.

He had retrieved the needle from one of his injured subordinates after the party.

He was not sure who used the

needle as a weapon, but now, he guessed it was Emmeline.

More importantly, he had seen that needle of that design before.

That needle belonged to someone named… Waylon Adelmar.

By the time they returned to the café, the triplets were already asleep.

Emmeline and Luca brought Abel up to his third-floor bedroom.

Luca bowed at Emmeline. “Teave Mr. Ryker in your eare, Ms. Louise. I’ll be waiting in the parking lot across the street. You can call me if you need anything.”

Emmeline nodded. “Mm. You should be tired too. Get some rest in the car.”

“Of course!” Luca replied.

Emmeline had always thought Luca was dependable.

“Wait,” Emmeline called out.

“Is there anything else, Ms. Louise?”

“I’ll get Daisy to cook some noodles for you. She’ll send it over to you shortly.”

Luca nodded eagerly. “Thank you, Ms. Louise!”

Emmeline closed the room door and helped Abel remove his clothes.

She blushed intensely when Abel’s sculpted figure was laid bare in front of her.

Fortunately, Abel was unconscious, which made Emmeline more daring.

“This man is really handsome,” Emmeline mumbled to herself while stroking Abel’s chin. “There wouldn’t be another one in Struyria.”

Her fingers drew a line down Abel’s neck and onto his chest, his abdomen, and…

Suddenly, she recalled the scene where she was violated five years ago.

The man was strong and virile, unlike that scumbag Adrien…

But that’s not possible. The DNA test report shows that the triplets’ father is indeed Adrien Ryker.

Maybe Adrien’s physique was as perfect as Abel’s back then…

Emmeline sighed.

“Emma…” Suddenly, Abel called out softly.