Adrien nearly jumped out of his seat. “Wow! You can’t come up with a better idea! Everybody, especially Abel will be envious of me bringing all three of my sons home.”
“Don’t talk about Abel. He made Mommy sad,” The triplets said altogether.
Adrien pulled a scowl. “But you can ditch the form of address. I’m your daddy.”
“You are Mr. Adrien to us until we’re done running our checks,” Helios uttered with a straight face.
“But you call Abel your daddy!” Adrien was not having it.
“We thought he was our daddy at first. We got used to calling him that.” Endymion pouted.
“But he should only be referred to as Mr. Abel from now on. By the looks of things, he failed the test,” Disgruntled, Hesperus commented.
“You can count on me to get the green light. Adrien clenched his fists.
Meanwhile, at the cafe, Ethan lovingly put his arms around his sister’s shoulders.
His heart went out to Emmeline as the latter dwelled in tears and sadness.
“Let me take you home to have breakfast together, Emma. My wife is there. She’ll make you something good to eat.”
Emmeline whimpered as her mind wandered back to Timothy crying out to her.
Sob, sob, sob. It was heartbreaking to see the child so.
“Now, now. It’s okay.” Ethan held his sister and settled her down on the passenger’s seat before fastening her seat belt.
Ethan was no longer the man he once was in a matter of days since Benjamin offered him the position of deputy CEO.
Not only was his suit an international brand, but his ride was now upgraded to a brand-new Lexus.
Grace was around when they returned to the house.
Ethan had given Grace a call to get groceries of Emmeline’s favorite food when he was on his way home.
“Sit with Emma for a while. I’ll manage in the kitchen.” Ethan took off his jacket and gave it to Grace.
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