The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 484

Chapter 484 I Made Some Soup for You

"Try this; it’s yummy and nutritious."

"Try this; it’s yummy and nutritious."

"And this one, it’s sweet; kids should love it."

Luckily, the four of them were independent when they ate. All she needed to do was pass them some food when they could not reach it. But she was still sweating like crazy at the end of the meal; it was not an easy job after all. She did not even manage to have some hot food.

She was thinking that after Abel and she got married, she would just leave these four children to Lewis and Rosaline.

After lunch, Rosaline did not send Evelyn back home; she brought her to the guest room. Everyone got back to their rooms to rest. Rosaline was talking with Lewis in their room. "I feel that Ms. Evelyn isn’t bad," she said to her husband. "Since Emmeline is in this state, we should convince Abel to get to know her."

"I feel like it’s a good idea," Lewis said. "After eating the medicine of the Aldemar family, Abel should be forgetting his feelings for Emmeline. This is a good chance to start anew."

"Yes," she said, "Abel is still young; he should find a partner for himself. And he used to have a marriage agreement with the Murphy family; this might be fate."

"If they really get married to each other," Lewis said, "Abel’s status will be so much stronger."

"But," she frowned and said, "it seems like he’s not interested in her; what should we do?"

"Our son is like this," Lewis said. "His nickname is the Devil from Hell. He’s cruel and cold; didn’t you hear about it before?"

"I didn’t have the chance to hear such a thing," Rosaline smiled bitterly, "but indeed, this nickname suits our son."

"Maybe we should create more chances for them to meet each other," Lewis suggested. "He might develop feelings for her after some time."

"Yes," she nodded and responded, "let me think of how to make this work."

Lewis yawned and said, "Let’s have a nap now."

"Okay," she replied, "if we can’t sleep well, we will have wrinkles on our eyes."

In the afternoon, Abel went back to work. And he was dissatisfied to see Evelyn still in the mansion; he wanted to leave.

Evelyn hurriedly said, "Mr. Abel, please have a rest. I’m making some soup for you; it’ll be ready shortly."

"Yes, Abel," Rosaline said satisfiedly, "look at Ms. Evelyn; she’s so good to you; she knew that your stomach wasn’t good, so she made some hot soup for you."

His face darkened, and he did not talk. He wanted to leave, but he held himself back. He walked upstairs without saying anything.