The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1359

Chapter 1359 Date but Not Marry

"That's different. I'm concerned about your well-being, alright?" Abel sighed softly. "You don't know how afraid I am for your safety. I'd rather risk my life!"

"How about I start writing dream journals and send them to you every day?" Emmeline teased him.

"That works too," Abel chuckled.

"Forget it!" She changed the subject. "How are you feeling? Is your rib still hurting?"

He laughed. "It's not as painful anymore. I think it's healing. Don't worry. Your big brother is as tough as a

bull."

"You're something else, but you still need to take it easy Emmeline said, feeling relieved.

"Yeah, I will. And you, be good and don't run around."

"But, Abel." Emmeline hesitated. "Mom's mental state isn't great, and I'm worried."

"Depression can be tough," Abel comforted her. "I'll inquire about esoteric medicine. We can try giving Mom herbal remedies."

"Okay, when are you coming home?"

"Whenever, I guess."

"Alright!"

After hanging up the phone, Emmeline couldn't help but feel grateful. Having an older brother, even if not biologically related, was so much better than having a sister.

Emmeline's older sister, Hannah, worked as an accountant at a chemical company in Ravenshell. She didn't spend much time at home, so she was only aware of their mother's condition but hadn't truly experienced it, let alone shared the concerns with Emmeline.

Speak of the devil. Hannah was home when Emmeline came home from work.

"Watch out, or you'll gain weight!" Emmeline teased her.

Emmeline knew that her sister had quite the appetite. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, or salty, she could handle it all. Emmeline once witnessed her sister devouring food at lightning speed, making them disappear in a matter of seconds. It was truly astonishing, and Emmeline was left dumbfounded.

Hannah was slightly shorter than her younger sister, with fair, plump, and radiant skin. Her jet-black hair was cut in a stylish bob.

This time, Hannah brought her boyfriend along. At twenty-three years old, it was her first time introducing a boyfriend to the family.

The young man was spirited, friendly-faced, of average height, and a good match for Hannah. His name was Henrick Grunt. "Emma, what do you think of Henrick?" Hannah asked her sister while they were picking vegetables in the kitchen.

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"He's one of those naturally cheerful, kind-hearted types. He seems like a good man," Emaneline replied. with a smile.

"Mom said he seemed decent," Hannah said, her face filled with joy.

"I've been there. I believe I'm good at reading people. Kimberly's voice came from behind.

"Mom, you're only fifty. Don't act like an old lady," Hannah said. "There are ladies in their fifties at our workplace who are dating and still full of vitality!"

"I can't engage in such frivolous matters!"

"Those ladies' husbands passed away, and their children are grown up. They're just enjoying life by dating. older boyfriends. Isn't that living life to the fullest?"

Their mom then grabbed a celery stalk and playfully swatted Hannah on the buttocks. Emmeline burst into laughter.

"That's more like it!" Hannah still didn't give in. "Since I arrived, you've been wearing a serious face. I thought you were unhappy to see me."

"I'm thinking I don't have to worry about you now, but when will Emma put me at ease?"

"Emmeline has someone special." Hannah glanced at Emmeline and teased, "Mom, you don't need to worry about her."

Emmeline quickly pinched her sister. "You better mind your own business!"

Hannah stuck out her tongue and quickly closed her mouth.

After dinner, Hannah and Emmeline went for a walk. On their way back, Hannah asked, "How's Abel doing?"

"He's doing okay," Emmeline replied, kicking a small pebble on the path.

"Mom is actually worried about you. A mother knows her daughter best," Hannah said.

"So, please don't say anything you shouldn't."

"Abel is a really good person, very manly. I used to admire him when I was younger, but..."

Emmeline's-heart sank; she knew what her sister was going to say.

"But his identity as our older brother can't change that fact."

"Hannah, I won't like anyone else," Emmeline said, feeling gloomy. "I've liked him since I was a child, and you know that."

"While we may not share blood with Abel, the fact remains that he's our older brother. In terms of family and lineage, it won't work."

"I think," Hannah concluded, "that you and Abel can love each other, but you can't get married"