Luca leaned in for a closer look. “Emmett” was still wrapped up in blankets, snuggled in Abel’s arms.
Now it was Luca’s turn to be dumbfounded.
He approached, staring at the pair as if he didn’t recognize his own boss.
“Mr. Abel, what’s going on…” Luca began to ask.
Abel furrowed his brow and turned his head, unsure of how to respond.
He didn’t know how to explain the situation to Luca.
Last night, Abel had held “Emmett” in his arms as they slept, and it felt amazing. He inexplicably felt at ease and content. He slept soundly and sweetly, even in his dreams.
So what was the big deal?
“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn approached and took hold of Abel’s arm, speaking softly. “Just apologize to Auntie so she can have peace of mind.”
“There’s nothing to apologize for,” Abel shrugged her off and spoke coldly. “I just love Emmett, so what?”
Suddenly, Rosaline felt her vision darken and her body sway.
Her son had actually admitted it himself, he liked this man!
Abel stood up and tried to support his mother, but she pushed him away.
“I don’t have a son like you!” Rosaline cried. “I’ve lived half my life and never imagined my son would be a pervert, let alone my future son-in-law, a man!”
“Mr. Abel,” Evelyn’s voice trembled with tears. “You must be joking. How could you like men? You’re just joking, right?”
“I’m not joking,” Abel lifted Emmeline with one arm. “I just suddenly found myself drawn to this little guy. I can’t explain it myself, so I might as well just admit it.”
Rosaline was speechless and rolled her eyes in frustration.
“Mom!” Abel quickly went to support her.
“Auntie, Auntie!” Evelyn also supported her. “Take care of yourself!”
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