The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 144

I’m so happy today!” Timothy clasped his hands together. “This is the happiest day of my life!”

Abel’s face went taut.

Since Timothy was born, Abel had been overseas and had never paid too much attention to his son.

Of course, his “mother” Alana did not pay him much attention either.

Rosaline had raised Timothy by herself, so Timothy was closer to his grandmother.

When Timothy was with

Emmeline, it was obvious he was

closer to Emmeline than to Rosaline. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

It was as though Emmeline was Timothy’s mother.

Emmeline’s heart ached.

Even though the triplets did not grow up with a father figure, she had given them all her love.

Robert and Waylon treated the children well. They gave them the fatherly love they lacked.

The triplets were much happier in comparison with Timothy.

“You should eat more, Timothy,” Emmeline said as she filled up Timothy’s plate. “I’ll cook whatever you want to eat.”

“Really?” Timothy’s eyes widened. “Will I get to eat your food more often?”

“Of course.” Emmeline smiled and patted Timothy’s head.

“But Mommy and Daddy will be separating. Timothy won’t get to eat Mommy’s food, and we won’t get to eat Daddy’s food,” Sun said.

Emmeline and Abel lowered their heads

They found it impossibly difficult to fulfill the children’s request.

“Let’s not talk about that today. We should enjoy our dinner while we still have the chance,” Abel said.

He filled up the children’s plates again.

Timothy and the triplets exchanged glances, and the

triplets nodded.

Heheheh! We’ll trap you and Mommy together later. You won’t

get away!

After dinner, Emmeline and Abel cleaned up, and the four boys went upstairs to play.

Emmeline squeezed liquid soap

into the sink. “You should rest in the living room. I can handle this.”

“It’s a lot of dishes. I should help you,” Abel said.

“You don’t even have a dishwasher here. Looks like you don’t stay here often,” Emmeline said.

“I’ll get Luca to buy one tomorrow. What else do you need? I’ll get everything,” Abel said.

“Get a sterilizer and a microwave oven then. It’s not much, but they’ll come in handy,” Emmeline said.

“Alright. That makes the place more homely.”

The two people were taken aback by those words. They exchanged a glance and turned their heads away.

Both of them were thinking of different things.

Too bad this’ll be Alana’s home,

Emmeline thought.

How can I tell her this will be her

home? Abel thought.

“Ouch!” Emmeline cried out softly and pulled her hand away.

“What happened?”

“I cut myself on the scouring pad.”

“Let me see.” Abel took her hand and saw a small line on her index finger. A drop of blood was forming.

“You’re so clumsy.” Abel placed

the finger into his mouth.

“Ah! What are you doing?”

Emmeline cried.

“I’m sucking away the bacteria. That’s usually how we do it when I was a boy,” Abel said.

Emmeline could not help but chuckle.

“I didn’t know you believed in folk remedies, Mr. Ryker.”

“If it works, it works. Don’t look down on alternative methods.”

Suddenly, Sun called out, “Daddy! Mommy! Come here quickly!”

Abel and Emmeline were shocked. Did something happen to the kids?

Emmeline ran out of the kitchen. “What happened, Sun?”

Abel followed behind. “What happened? Tell me!”

“We were playing hide-and-seek in Daddy’s bedroom, but we accidentally toppled the clothes basket. Can you help clean it up?”

Emmeline patted her chest. “You gave me such a fright. I’m glad you’re all safe.”

“Yeah. I was so worried something happened to you,” Abel said.

The two adults were about to

head back into the kitchen when Moon came down the stairs and said, “The whole room is a mess, and we can’t play there. Can you help us tidy up?”