The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 16
Abel rushed in only to see the shadow vanish from the window.
“Seal the hospital!” He roared. “Catch that damn woman!”
“Abel,” Adrien seemed doubtful. “Isn’t Emmeline trapped in the utility foom?”
Without saying a word, Abel made a beeline for the elevator.
He was going to the utility room to check for himself whether or not the woman was Emmeline!
The group raced after him.
Alana’s expression was one of grim satisfaction. You’re done for this time, Emmeline!
Abel unlocked the door of the utility room when they reached the dimly lit
backyard.
He flicked on the switch only to find Emmeline curled up on a tattered couch sleeping soundly.
That mystery person isn’t her?
She lazily turned over, her eyelids fluttering open at the commotion outside.
She then stretched and smiled at Abel. “You’re finally back.”
It was as if her gaze was putting him in. He unexpectedly reached out to her and held the petite woman in his
arms.
Her demure frame and familiar scent began to dredge up lost memories. Zeke suddenly felt that this woman had been in his arms before!
# wasn’t a’recent memory but no matter how hard he tried to
remember, nothing came to mind.
“She’s my wife. Adrien tried to extricate her from his arms.
He, however, had already carried her Out of the utility room and set her down.
“Let me ask you.” He remained stoic. “What did you see in my grandfather’s room last night?”
“I…” Emmeline thought about it. “I was sleeping with my kids. And then I heard how Mr. Oscar wasn’t doing well so I rushed downstairs. There was a towel on his face when I arrived. I was just about to remove it when all of you came inside. That’s it.”
Abel frowned and muttered, “I saw
the murderer.”
“You did?” Her eyes widened. “Did you manage to track them down?”
“No,” he said. “But you’ve been proven innocent. You’re free to go!”
“But, Mr. Abel.” Alana grew frantic. “That person was Emmeline!”
Abel shot her a disgusted glance and turned away.
She was dumbfounded. How is that possible? That woman was her!
Emmeline smirked. Brandon and she managed to pull off their little act with great success.
Adrien helped her up and asked, concerned, “Are you alright, my dear Em?”
She waved him off. “Who’s your dear Em?!”
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