The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 676

Chapter 676 The Meetup Between The In- Laws

She felt something that resembled an electric current coursing through her body. Her face immediately turned red.

"Are you feeling shy now?” Abel teased her, "I haven’t even started yet!”

"You jerk!” Emmeline pushed him jokingly, “Let’s get downstairs now!”

Abel broke out into laughter as he pinched her face. Then, he disappeared downstairs to order the kitchen to prepare some food.

The chef prepared some vegetables, porridge, and prawn dumplings.

Abel called for Emmeline to come down. They began their simple dinner.

After their meal, the sky was a tone darker.

Abel carried a jacket for Emmeline and the two of them stepped out of the mansion. They slowly treaded the hilly terrain that surrounded their mansion.

They were holding hands. They passed by that tree Emmeline used to climb before, and they decided to sit down on a rock beneath the tree.

The night breeze was a tad cold, so Abel pulled her in and made her lie on his lap.

"Don’t do this,” Emmeline was shy, “The bodyguards will notice us.”

"I ordered them not to come out tonight,” Abel replied, “It’s so annoying if we are going to be under surveillance all the time while we just want to have a walk, no?"

Emmeline looked into the distance at the foothold of the hill and saw that indeed, there were no signs of bodyguards at all.

In fact, the sky was getting darker and darker. It was hard for them to make out anything at all.

Abel began to stroke her, and his face was buried in her chest.

Immediately, Emmeline’s breathing became ragged. She held on to his neck tightly.

"Emma,” Abel asked in his hoarse voice, “Are you seducing me? I don’t think I can hold back much longer.”

"I didn’t do that,” Emmeline squealed,” You’re the one who’s seducing me.”

“Your soft and tender body is sticking to my skin. How can I hold back?” Abel refuted, “I am not a saint of a monk, you know.”

"We are not in our bedroom,” Emmeline pushed him lightly.

"This area belongs to me,” Abel replied, "In fact, the whole hill is our home.”

Before Emmeline could reply, Abel began to kiss her madly, and his hands naughtily dug deep beneath her skirt.

“Abel,” Emmeline objected weakly, "No, we can’t do it here...”

“Who is calling the shots here?”

The man continued to assault her body and senses.

Afternoon the following day, Maxwell and Alondra came as promised.