The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1449

Chapter 1449 Because You Lied

63%

+5 Bonus

The effects of the anesthesia had almost completely worn off, and Abel was driving with one arm, pouring down his

face.

Emmeline had asked several times, but Abel refused to let her drive.

sweat

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

“This car is automatic. I don’t have to shift gears. There’s no issue with the gears,” Emmeline muttered.

“The key is that you don’t have a driver’s license right now. Besides, you’re not experienced with driving.” Abel

teased her. “It’s okay. Once you get your license, you can be my chauffeur.”

“What’s the situation with Dad now? Is it okay?” Emmeline asked, her brow furrowed.

“You’ve asked three times already.” Abel said, “When did you start doubting what I say?”

Doubt? Emmeline blurted out, “Because you lied.”

He replied, “I lied?”

“You celebrated Alana’s birthday.” Emmeline turned her head to look at him. “Why did you tell me it was just

Dylan?”

“Please.” Abel suddenly remembered. “I just thought it would be complicated to explain! Besides, there’s nothing

between me and Alana!”

Emmeline snorted and fell silent, but she had already guessed the reason.

He laughed coldly. “I knew that woman was pretending to be nice.”

“What do you mean?” She turned her head, staring at him. “Are you talking about Alana?”

He briefly recounted what happened that day.

Emmeline thoughtfully said, “Actually, Alana is quite pitiful. She’s never had anyone to love her since she was

young.”

“Don’t let your compassion overflow,” he said. “Think more about yourself.”

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Emmeline pouted. “What’s wrong with me? I have Mom, I have you, and I have my sister!”

“Yes!” Abel gritted his teeth. “And now there’s also Albus!”

“Hey!” she shouted, anger rising in her. “Are you crazy, Abel? Are you saying I’m not enough for you?”

“I’m so frustrated!” He angrily said, “Who would dare to mess with me like this besides you?”

She looked away, gazing blankly at the constant flow of vehicles outside the window. After a moment, she softly

said, “Mom’s mental health is not good because of me. Dad had a stroke because of me. Now, you’re injured too. In

the end, it’s all because of me. Maybe-”

Abel quickly turned his head to look at her and sternly said, “Maybe what?”