The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 1359

Chapter 1359 Date but Not Marry

“That’s different. I’m concerned about your well-being, alright?” Abel sighed softly. “You don’t know how afraid I am for your safety. I’d rather risk my life!”

“How about I start writing dream journals and send them to you every day?” Emmeline teased him.

“That works too,” Abel chuckled.

“Forget it!” She changed the subject. “How are you feeling? Is your rib still hurting?”

He laughed. “It’s not as painful anymore. I think it’s healing. Don’t worry. Your big brother is as tough as a

bull.”

“You’re something else, but you still need to take it easy Emmeline said, feeling relieved.

“Yeah, I will. And you, be good and don’t run around.”

“But, Abel.” Emmeline hesitated. “Mom’s mental state isn’t great, and I’m worried.”

“Depression can be tough,” Abel comforted her. “I’ll inquire about esoteric medicine. We can try giving Mom herbal remedies.”

“Okay, when are you coming home?”

“Whenever, I guess.”

“Alright!”

After hanging up the phone, Emmeline couldn’t help but feel grateful. Having an older brother, even if not biologically related, was so much better than having a sister.

Emmeline’s older sister, Hannah, worked as an accountant at a chemical company in Ravenshell. She didn’t spend much time at home, so she was only aware of their mother’s condition but hadn’t truly experienced it, let alone shared the concerns with Emmeline.

Speak of the devil. Hannah was home when Emmeline came home from work.

“Watch out, or you’ll gain weight!” Emmeline teased her.

Emmeline knew that her sister had quite the appetite. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, or salty, she could handle it all. Emmeline once witnessed her sister devouring food at lightning speed, making them disappear in a matter of seconds. It was truly astonishing, and Emmeline was left dumbfounded.

Hannah was slightly shorter than her younger sister, with fair, plump, and radiant skin. Her jet-black hair was cut in a stylish bob.

This time, Hannah brought her boyfriend along. At twenty-three years old, it was her first time introducing a boyfriend to the family.

The young man was spirited, friendly-faced, of average height, and a good match for Hannah. His name was Henrick Grunt.

“Emma, what do you think of Henrick?” Hannah asked her sister while they were picking vegetables in the kitchen.