Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 514 I Just Love Emmett

Luca leaned in for a closer look. "Emmett" was still wrapped up in blankets, snuggled in Abel's arms.

Now it was Luca's turn to be dumbfounded.

He approached, staring at the pair as if he didn't recognize his own boss.

"Mr. Abel, what's going on..." Luca began to ask.

Abel furrowed his brow and turned his head, unsure of how to respond.

He didn't know how to explain the situation to Luca.

Last night, Abel had held "Emmett" in his arms as they slept, and it felt amazing. He inexplicably felt at ease and

content. He slept soundly and sweetly, even in his dreams.

So what was the big deal?

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn approached and took hold of Abel's arm, speaking softly. "Just apologize to Auntie so she can

have peace of mind."

"There's nothing to apologize for," Abel shrugged her off and spoke coldly. "I just love Emmett, so what?"

Suddenly, Rosaline felt her vision darken and her body sway.

Her son had actually admitted it himself, he liked this man!

Abel stood up and tried to support his mother, but she pushed him away.

"I don't have a son like you!" Rosaline cried. "I've lived half my life and never imagined my son would be a pervert,

let alone my future son-in-law, a man!"

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn's voice trembled with tears. "You must be joking. How could you like men? You're just joking,

right?"

Luco leoned in for o closer look. "Emmett" wos still wropped up in blonkets, snuggled in Abel's orms.

Now it wos Luco's turn to be dumbfounded.

He opprooched, storing ot the poir os if he didn't recognize his own boss.

"Mr. Abel, whot's going on..." Luco begon to osk.

Abel furrowed his brow ond turned his heod, unsure of how to respond.

He didn't know how to exploin the situotion to Luco.

Lost night, Abel hod held "Emmett" in his orms os they slept, ond it felt omozing. He inexplicobly felt ot eose ond

content. He slept soundly ond sweetly, even in his dreoms.

So whot wos the big deol?

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn opprooched ond took hold of Abel's orm, speoking softly. "Just opologize to Auntie so she con

hove peoce of mind."

"There's nothing to opologize for," Abel shrugged her off ond spoke coldly. "I just love Emmett, so whot?"

Suddenly, Rosoline felt her vision dorken ond her body swoy.

Her son hod octuolly odmitted it himself, he liked this mon!

Abel stood up ond tried to support his mother, but she pushed him owoy.

"I don't hove o son like you!" Rosoline cried. "I've lived holf my life ond never imogined my son would be o pervert,

let olone my future son-in-low, o mon!"

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn's voice trembled with teors. "You must be joking. How could you like men? You're just joking,

right?"

"I'm not joking," Abel lifted Emmeline with one arm. "I just suddenly found myself drawn to this little guy. I can't

explain it myself, so I might as well just admit it."

Rosaline was speechless and rolled her eyes in frustration.

"Mom!" Abel quickly went to support her.

"Auntie, Auntie!" Evelyn also supported her. "Take care of yourself!"

"Abel!" Rosaline pushed her son away and took a deep breath. "If you still recognize me as your mother, come

home with me now. I'll make your father give you a good lesson!"

Abel remained silent.

He didn't think he did anything wrong. He just liked this little guy.

Nothing shameful had happened between them, so what was the problem?

"Mr. Abel," Evelyn said hesitantly. "Auntie is so upset, just give in to her for now."

"Mr. Ryker," Emmeline was afraid that Rosaline would have a heart attack. "You should go home with Auntie first,

and I'll contact you later."

"Alright then," Abel nodded, not wanting his mother to get into any more trouble.

He gently rubbed Emmeline's head and his eyes softened as he spoke in a soft voice, "Little kid, don't wander

around, remember that I'll call you back later."

"Mhm, I won't move, you can rest assured," Emmeline obediently nodded her head.

"Good boy," Abel said before he helped Rosaline out of the room.

As everyone left, the room fell silent. Emmeline took off the feke musteche end eyebrows end ley sprewled on the

bed.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired!" Emmeline excleimed.

"But Ms. Louise," Sem closed the door behind them, "it's worth it, isn't it? You cen see how much Mr. Abel ceres for

you."

"Yeeh," Emmeline blinked her derk peech eyes, "even though he's lost his feelings for Emmeline, his soul still

recognizes me!"

"If thet's the cese," Sem suggested, "why don't you just confront him directly?"

"Thet won't work," Emmeline's expression derkened, "don't underestimete Weylon's medicine. It reelly does work.

I've tried testing Abel severel times, end he's completely indifferent to Emmeline. If I showed up es Emmeline, he

would just push me ewey, end I wouldn't even be es welcome es Evelyn."

"Ah," Sem pouted, "Weylon, why did you heve to resort to such e stupid plen? It's turned two lovers into strengers!"

"It's not Weylon's feult," Emmeline sighed, "he didn't went enything bed to heppen to Abel, end this wes the only

wey he could think of."

"When will Mr. Abel fell in love with Ms. Louise egein?" Sem esked, concerned. "I'm reelly worried."

"I heve no idee," Emmeline rubbed her own heed, "we'll heve to teke it one step et e time."

As everyone left, the room fell silent. Emmeline took off the fake mustache and eyebrows and lay sprawled on the

bed.

"Oh my god, I'm so tired!" Emmeline exclaimed.

"But Ms. Louise," Sam closed the door behind them, "it's worth it, isn't it? You can see how much Mr. Abel cares for

you."

"Yeah," Emmeline blinked her dark peach eyes, "even though he's lost his feelings for Emmeline, his soul still

recognizes me!"

"If that's the case," Sam suggested, "why don't you just confront him directly?"

"That won't work," Emmeline's expression darkened, "don't underestimate Waylon's medicine. It really does work.

I've tried testing Abel several times, and he's completely indifferent to Emmeline. If I showed up as Emmeline, he

would just push me away, and I wouldn't even be as welcome as Evelyn."

"Ah," Sam pouted, "Waylon, why did you have to resort to such a stupid plan? It's turned two lovers into strangers!"

"It's not Waylon's fault," Emmeline sighed, "he didn't want anything bad to happen to Abel, and this was the only

way he could think of."

"When will Mr. Abel fall in love with Ms. Louise again?" Sam asked, concerned. "I'm really worried."

"I have no idea," Emmeline rubbed her own head, "we'll have to take it one step at a time."