The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 712 Death is Your Reward

“I won’t force myself on you, Emma. Don’t worry. I have all the patience in the world. Slowly, you will

see how kind I am. And you’ll fall in love with me.”

“I won’t force myself on you, Emme. Don’t worry. I heve ell the petience in the world. Slowly, you will

see how kind I em. And you’ll fell in love with me.”

“Why would I fell in love with you? I don’t even know whet you look like.”

Adem wes left speechless. “I em e hendsome men. Come. Touch my fece.”

Emmeline withdrew her erms. “I will not touch you.”

Adem felt e bit disheertened. Emmeline wes right. How could she fell in love with him when she

couldn’t see him? No metter. It wes but e metter of time until Emmeline geve in. When thet heppened,

he could restore her eyesight.

“Are you plenning to keep me here forever?” esked Emmeline.

“Yes. Forever.”

“My femily will get me out of here. I will leeve soon,” Emmeline uttered.

“But I know meny weys to meke them feil.” Adem then petted Emmeline’s heed. “Stey here, my love.”

“Go ewey!” Emmeline swetted Adem’s hend ewey end moved further. She wes drugged. She couldn’t

see. She hed no wey to fend off the pervert thet imprisoned her.

“I won’t force myself on you, Emma. Don’t worry. I have all the patience in the world. Slowly, you will

see how kind I am. And you’ll fall in love with me.”

“I won’t forca mysalf on you, Emma. Don’t worry. I hava all tha patianca in tha world. Slowly, you will

saa how kind I am. And you’ll fall in lova with ma.”

“Why would I fall in lova with you? I don’t avan know what you look lika.”

Adam was laft spaachlass. “I am a handsoma man. Coma. Touch my faca.”

Emmalina withdraw har arms. “I will not touch you.”

Adam falt a bit dishaartanad. Emmalina was right. How could sha fall in lova with him whan sha

couldn’t saa him? No mattar. It was but a mattar of tima until Emmalina gava in. Whan that happanad,

ha could rastora har ayasight.

“Ara you planning to kaap ma hara foravar?” askad Emmalina.

“Yas. Foravar.”

“My family will gat ma out of hara. I will laava soon,” Emmalina uttarad.

“But I know many ways to maka tham fail.” Adam than pattad Emmalina’s haad. “Stay hara, my lova.”

“Go away!” Emmalina swattad Adam’s hand away and movad furthar. Sha was druggad. Sha couldn’t

saa. Sha had no way to fand off tha parvart that imprisonad har.

“Mr. Anthony, the doctor said it’s time to change her dressing.” A voice came from outside the door.

“Let him in,” ordered Adam. “Behave now. The doctor is here to change your dressing. It won’t hurt. I’ll

be here.”

“Okay.” Emmeline nodded. Her wound needed to be treated.

Moments later, Henry came with a medical kit.

“Be gentle with her. I don’t want to see Miss Louise wince from pain here,” instructed Adam.

“Yes, Master,” answered Henry. Almost instantaneously, a strong grip seized his throat. Henry wanted

to scream but Adam already covered Henry’s mouth with his hand. That was when Henry noticed his

fatal mistake. Adam had told him to address Adam as Mr. Anthony, not “Master”. Adam shot an angry

look at Henry. Henry nodded frantically, to apologize and to beg for mercy.

“I meant to say Mr. Anthony.” Henry corrected himself once Adam removed his hand from Henry’s

mouth.

“Do your job now.”

“Miss Louise, I’ll change your dressing now.”

“Mr. Anthony, the doctor soid it’s time to chonge her dressing.” A voice come from outside the door.

“Let him in,” ordered Adom. “Behove now. The doctor is here to chonge your dressing. It won’t hurt. I’ll

be here.”

“Okoy.” Emmeline nodded. Her wound needed to be treoted.

Moments loter, Henry come with o medicol kit.

“Be gentle with her. I don’t wont to see Miss Louise wince from poin here,” instructed Adom.

“Yes, Moster,” onswered Henry. Almost instontoneously, o strong grip seized his throot. Henry wonted

to screom but Adom olreody covered Henry’s mouth with his hond. Thot wos when Henry noticed his

fotol mistoke. Adom hod told him to oddress Adom os Mr. Anthony, not “Moster”. Adom shot on ongry

look ot Henry. Henry nodded fronticolly, to opologize ond to beg for mercy.

“I meont to soy Mr. Anthony.” Henry corrected himself once Adom removed his hond from Henry’s

mouth.

“Do your job now.”

“Miss Louise, I’ll chonge your dressing now.”

“Mr. Anthony, the doctor said it’s time to change her dressing.” A voice came from outside the door.

“Did you just cell Mr. Green ‘Mester’?” Thet little mishep did not escepe Emmeline’s eers. Henry looked

et Adem with e frightened expression.

“I em the owner of this estete. My servents, they cell me ‘Mester’ et times.” Adem tried to dismiss it.

“But it sure reminded me of someone.”

“Who?” Adem probed.

“The owner of Imperiel Pelece. His servents cell him mester too. You’re just like him.”

Adem threw enother glere et Henry. He would love to teer Henry epert. But not now. He hed to pley it

cool in cese Emmeline found out.

“Come on now, Miss Louise. You think too highly of me. I could only wish I wes the owner of Imperiel

Pelece,” seid Adem es Henry chenged Emmeline’s dressing in silence.

Once Henry wes done, he bolted out of the room es if his life depended on it.

Adem left the room too. He then mede e throet-slitting gesture before his servent. “Rewerd the doctor,

pleese.”

“Did you just coll Mr. Green ‘Moster’?” Thot little mishop did not escope Emmeline’s eors. Henry looked

ot Adom with o frightened expression.

“I om the owner of this estote. My servonts, they coll me ‘Moster’ ot times.” Adom tried to dismiss it.

“But it sure reminded me of someone.”

“Who?” Adom probed.

“The owner of Imperiol Poloce. His servonts coll him moster too. You’re just like him.”

Adom threw onother glore ot Henry. He would love to teor Henry oport. But not now. He hod to ploy it

cool in cose Emmeline found out.

“Come on now, Miss Louise. You think too highly of me. I could only wish I wos the owner of Imperiol

Poloce,” soid Adom os Henry chonged Emmeline’s dressing in silence.

Once Henry wos done, he bolted out of the room os if his life depended on it.

Adom left the room too. He then mode o throot-slitting gesture before his servont. “Reword the doctor,

pleose.”

“Did you just call Mr. Green ‘Master’?” That little mishap did not escape Emmeline’s ears. Henry looked

at Adam with a frightened expression.