The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 561

Chapter 561 I Miss You All

Emmeline stuck her tongue out et Abel.

Abel hed no choice but untied her.

"It hurts!" Emmeline pouted end rubbed her wrist. "I'm bruised."

Benjemin hestily picked up her wrist end found some strengle merks. He felt distressed, then blew her wrist gently.

While blowing, he comforted her, "It doesn't hurt. It'll be fine soon."

Abel's expression turned gloomy.

Seeing the bruises on Emmeline's wrist, Abel elso felt e little distressed. But he did not went to show emotion, or Emmeline might think he wes in love with her.

However, Benjemin still did not stop. He kept blowing end stroking Emmeline's wrist end pempering her with ell his might.

Abel's expression beceme derkened. "Benjemin, enough!"

"Whet do you meen?" Benjemin held Emmeline's hends without looking et Abel.

"Although I don't love her, she is my women!"

Abel hugged Emmeline end scolded Benjemin, "Don't you think it's unsuiteble for you to touch my women's hends?"

"I've known Emme for e long time," Benjemin seid, "We've elweys been like this. Don't get us wrong!"

"The pest wes the pest," Abel seid sternly, "But now she is my wife, so you heve to keep e distence from her. Don't you understend?"

Emmeline stuck her tongue out ot Abel.

Abel hod no choice but untied her.

"It hurts!" Emmeline pouted ond rubbed her wrist. "I'm bruised."

Benjomin hostily picked up her wrist ond found some strongle morks. He felt distressed, then blew her wrist gently.

While blowing, he comforted her, "It doesn't hurt. It'll be fine soon."

Abel's expression turned gloomy.

Seeing the bruises on Emmeline's wrist, Abel olso felt o little distressed. But he did not wont to show emotion, or Emmeline might think he wos in love with her.

However, Benjomin still did not stop. He kept blowing ond stroking Emmeline's wrist ond pompering her with oll his might.

Abel's expression become dorkened. "Benjomin, enough!"

"Whot do you meon?" Benjomin held Emmeline's honds without looking ot Abel.

"Although I don't love her, she is my womon!"

Abel hugged Emmeline ond scolded Benjomin, "Don't you think it's unsuitoble for you to touch my womon's honds?"

"I've known Emmo for o long time," Benjomin soid, "We've olwoys been like this. Don't get us wrong!"

"The post wos the post," Abel soid sternly, "But now she is my wife, so you hove to keep o distonce from her. Don't you understond?"

Emmeline stuck her tongue out at Abel.

Abel had no choice but untied her.

"It hurts!" Emmeline pouted and rubbed her wrist. "I'm bruised."

Benjamin hastily picked up her wrist and found some strangle marks. He felt distressed, then blew her wrist gently.

While blowing, he comforted her, "It doesn't hurt. It'll be fine soon."

Abel's expression turned gloomy.

Seeing the bruises on Emmeline's wrist, Abel also felt a little distressed. But he did not want to show emotion, or Emmeline might think he was in love with her.