The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 173

The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 173

Alana got up in a hurry and washed her face before applying powder.

She painted her face to bring out the discoloration and fragility. Her delicate presence was tainted with frailty.

Abel arrived an hour later.

He also brought her imported fruits.

If Luca was there, he would say that he simply bought the fruits without much thought.

Alana was overjoyed.

"I knew you were thinking of me, Mr. Abel. I knew you would visit."

"Yeah. How are you doing?" Abel

remained callous.

Hanging her head low, Alana choked with sobs, "The injury doesn't hurt that much anymore, but it's suffocating when I try to breathe. I often feel breathless."

"I will replace a way to make you feel better. You got injured from saving me," Abel responded.

Alana bashfully replied, "Don't say that. We'll be a family soon. Besides, we have Timothy."

Abel let out a soft sigh.

He had Timothy with Alana while Emmeline had three children with Adrien.

The messy relationships were the biggest obstacle between them.

Haunted by the past, Abel and Emmeline could not open their hearts fully to love again.

"Mr. Abel, don't worry about my health. I can go on with the engagement party. Have you picked a date?" Alana said.

"I'm here for this reason."

Abel added, "Can you let me know your preferred dates? Mom and Grandad want to look at the dates that would suit everybody's schedule."

"Great. So that's what Madame Ryker and Grandad are occupied with. Here I was, worried for nothing."

"We can get ready to be engaged once my mom will run through the

suitable dates and discuss them with Grandad and the wedding planner."

"I'll text you the dates later." Alana's bright eyes belied her illness.

"Okay. I got to go. Business calls," Abel uttered.

"Don't let me take up your time,

Mr. Abel. I'll text you now, so you'll

get the message in a bit."

Abel rose to his feet and exited the ward.

Holding back her thrill, Alana texted all the possible dates she could think of to Abel.

Abel forwarded the message to Rosaline.

Rosaline wrote to her son, "Don't worry. I've paid off the wedding planner and consultant."

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Simon Faughn cried, "Cut! That's a wrap for today."

Everybody ended the fighting

scene.

"Today's filming went on without hiccups. You were awesome

today, everybody. A special

mention to Emma for her excellent

stunt work."

Emmeline was gleeful.

She was beginning to love her job as a stunt double.

At least, it was a great release for

Emmeline. She could let it all go and feel the weight of the world lifted off her shoulders.

"Get out of your gear and you're free to go home," Simon uttered, feeling satisfied with the job well done.

Emmeline got changed out of her costume in the tent, and put on her bike outfit.

She walked along the street and ran into Adrien leaning against his sports car, waiting in front of Pizzeria Draghi.

"Emma. I just got off work. Why don't we pick the kids up together and have dinner as a family?" With Emmeline approaching, Adrien suggested with a smile. Tilting her head, Emmeline checked him out.

The man was dressed in a gray suit. The conspicuous and muted tone masked his presence as an overindulgent heir.

Emmeline smiled.

It appeared she had gotten through to him.

However, it was a bit harsh to leave him incapable in that department.

Still, Emmeline did not intend to give his manhood back.

It was best if she worked on him further before jumping into

decisions.

Adrien grew shy from the direct staring.

"Emma, I've really changed. Don't be so critical of me."

Emmeline nodded her head. "You look good. I see an improvement in your energy levels and overall demeanor."

"I think so too. I wouldn't see you if I didn't see any progress," Adrien replied

"Alright then. Since you've changed for the better, you can pick the kids up and have dinner together," Emmeline said.

"Yay!"

Adrien spread his arms open and ran to Emmeline to give her a hug.