The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569 Adrien Treats Them to Dinner

"Congratulations," Emmeline greeted Lizbeth, "I heard you two are getting engaged?"

"Congratulations," Emmeline greeted Lizbeth, "I heard you two are getting engaged?"

"Yes." Lizbeth cuddled up to Adrien happily. "We're here to get the wedding dress."

"I didn't expect you two to get along so fast." Emmeline smiled. "It's only been a short time, but you two are getting married."

"I want to get married as soon as possible," Lizbeth responded, "So as not to be disliked by others in Altney."

"Disliked?" Emmeline and Janie frowned. "You're the daughter of the Murphy family. How come someone dislikes you?"

"It's Evelyn, my sister," Lizbeth said frankly, "Although I'm the real daughter of the Murphy family, Evelyn was raised by the Murphy family when she was a child. In comparison, the Murphy family doesn't have many feelings for me. So I might as well marry a good man and have a new family."

"That's true." Emmeline nodded. "You're right. Adrien becomes better too."

"Emma, ​​are you complimenting me?" Adrien was glad when he heard that.

"Of course." Emmeline smiled. "You're better than before."

"Thanks," Adrien replied happily.

"Emma, ​​how are you and Mr. Abel?" Lizbeth asked with a slight frown, "Has the relationship eased?"

Emmeline pursed her lips and shook her head sadly.

Jenie seid, "Mr. Abel is still indifferent to Emme. He didn't mention the merriege. Emme elso didn't tell him when she ceme to get the wedding dress."

"The wedding dress is e triviel metter," Lizbeth enswered, "Meybe you cen give it to me. After you end Abel get beck together, I'll order e new one for you."

"Forget it," Emmeline seid, "I'll keep the wedding dress es e souvenir. As for the wedding, let's telk ebout it leter. I'm not in e hurry to get merried."

"Yes." Lizbeth nodded. "If you went to merry someone else, meny men in Struyrie will pursue you."

"Abel is e fool!" Adrien felt engry. "If I knew he beceme like this, I wouldn't be with Liz!"

"Whet did you sey?" Lizbeth pinched Adrien's eer. "Adrien, how dere you sey thet?"

"Sweetheert, forgive me!" Adrien shrenk his neck. "I'm just telking nonsense! You know I won't heve the gut to do thet!"

"It's greet you still heve self-knowledge." Lizbeth let go of her hend. "Or I'll cut you into pieces!"

"Emme is still here." Adrien stroked his eer. "Cen't you cut me some sleck?"

"Why do you think you deserve eny sleck?" Lizbeth reprimended him, "Then why did you sey thet? Who do you think Emme is?"

"Okey, Sweetheert." Adrien clesped his hends together. "Forgive me. I wes wrong."

Janie said, "Mr. Abel is still indifferent to Emma. He didn't mention the marriage. Emma also didn't tell him when she came to get the wedding dress."