The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 817

Abel hugged her with one arm, kissed her on her lips, and handed the bouquet to her.

"This is for you. Do you like it?"

"This is so pretty! I love it!"

Emmeline took a deep whiff of the flowers and smiled.

"Did you just hire a new patissier?"

Abel hugged her, spun around, and put her down.

"No. He's from Avalan Mansion," Emmeline said.

Abel was surprised. "He's Adam's patissier?"

"That's right," Emmeline said. "At the birthday party, Lizbeth and I said that the dessert was delicious. Adam promised he'd send his patissier over some time later. I didn't expect it to be today."

"I see." Abel nodded. "As long as you like it."

"There should be no problem, right?" Emmeline asked.

She knew that Adam was a cunning character, and she had her reservations.

Abel smiled. "What can a patissier do?"

"That's good," Emmeline said and placed the flowers into the vase.

After dinner, Abel brought Emmeline for a walk in the hills behind the mansion.

It was already near the fall season, and the trees on the hill were filled with small red fruits.

The fruits were not edible, but they were a beautiful sight.

They walked along the path for half an hour before the temperature dropped, so Abel took Emmeline's hand and led her downhill.

Her sight had not fully recovered, and she could barely see anything when it was dark.

However, she was attracted by the beauty of the fruits. She pulled her hand away from Abel and went to pluck a few twigs to put in the vase at home.

"Ow!" The thorns pricked her fingers.

Emmeline jerked her hand away. A drop of blood formed on her finger.

"You're so careless," Abel said with a frown. He took her finger and put it in his mouth.

After sucking it for a while and spitting the blood away, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Emmeline nodded. She seemed aggrieved.

Abel put her finger in his mouth again.

Emmeline raised her head and looked at him.