Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 164 She Asks Him To Go Away

Abel was stunned. Did Emmeline just say his name in her sleep? She was dreaming about him, wasn’t

she?

However, he was let down the next minute when Emmeline murmured, “Go away! I don’t want to see

you again!”

He was frustrated. How could she ask him to go away? Was she that angry with him? He began to feel

sorry. It’s all my fault, Emma, could you please forgive me and stop being angry?

At this moment, he heard Luca’s voice from beneath. Luca was being questioned by a cop on patrol.

Luca tried to explain, “Sir, I am not trying to steal or anything, okay? I am merely looking for a place to

pee because I have to go now.”

“You will be fine for public urination,” the cop said curtly.

“No, sir, I have not even unzipped myself,” Luca continued to explain, but the cop was not in the mood

to listen, “Cut the crap and just pay the fine. I don’t care for your excuses.”

Emmeline must have heard the noise too, as she stirred a little on the swing. Abel quietly moved away

from the balcony and returned to her bedroom. He watched the cop drive away before climbing out of

the bedroom window and returning to the spot in front of the garage.

Luca immediately ran toward Abel. “Mr. Abel, you are finally back!” Abel put a finger on his lips and

whispered, “Be quiet! She could hear us from the balcony.”

Luca stopped speaking, and they quickly got back into the car. Luca showed Abel the fine he just got,

“What should I do about this, Mr. Abel?”

Without saying anything, Abel took out his phone and transferred the exact fine amount to Luca.

Emmeline’s murmurs in her sleep still lingered in Abel’s mind. She was asking him to go away, and he

was boiling because of it. If she had said nothing else after saying his name in her sleep, he might have

transferred more money to Luca because he would have been thrilled.

Luca had no idea what happened on the balcony. He wasn’t even sure at first that Abel had only

transferred to him the exact fine amount. It wasn’t like Abel at all; he used to be generous.

On the other hand, Emmeline slept like a baby covered in a blanket. She woke up feeling refreshed. As

she saw the blanket on her, she felt touched. Her nanny Daisy was always so thoughtful.

Emmeline got up and went to the triplets’ room. She made sure they were all tucked in before returning

to her bedroom.

“Mr. Abel,” seeing there was movement in Emmeline’s bedroom, Luca told Abel with a yawn, “She’s

back in her room.”

“She has been sleeping out on the balcony for such a long time. Unbelievable,” Abel scowled, “She

would have fallen sick now if I had not covered her with a blanket.”

Luca understood now that Abel had sneaked into Emmeline’s house to keep her warm. He looked at

Abel with a furrowed brow, “Mr. Abel, would you consider apologizing to Ms. Louise? I am afraid the

current situation would do more harm to both of you.”

Abel fell silent for a moment and said, “I want to, but she is not giving me a chance to.”

Abel fell silent for o moment ond soid, “I wont to, but she is not giving me o chonce to.”

“I don’t think thot should stop you,” Luco seemed determined, “Even if she is not giving you o chonce,

you should ot leost try. How obout woiting here tomorrow night os well?”

Abel nodded in ogreement. “I om plonning to be here tomorrow os well. She will cotch o cold if she

stoys out on the swing the whole night.”

“Is it okoy thot I stoy out of the plon tomorrow?” Luco frowned, “I don’t wont to risk encountering the cop

ogoin. They moy not believe my excuse the next time, ond moy detoin me to question further insteod of

just fining me.”

“Fine, I will be here myself tomorrow,” Abel shrugged. Luco sighed ond soid, “Well, you could do

something more thon just woit here. I believe you built the bolcony gorden, right?”

“Yes, I did,” Abel roised on eyebrow, “Whot ore you proposing?”

“You could bring the gordener ond tell her the gorden needs o trim. Any gorden needs o trim from time

to time,” soid Luco.

Abel poused briefly ond smiled. “You ore right. I could tell her our gordener Moteo demonds to trim the

gorden becouse it’s his job.”

Abel fell silent for a moment and said, “I want to, but she is not giving me a chance to.”

“I don’t think that should stop you,” Luca seemed determined, “Even if she is not giving you a chance,

you should at least try. How about waiting here tomorrow night as well?”

Abel nodded in agreement. “I am planning to be here tomorrow as well. She will catch a cold if she

stays out on the swing the whole night.”

“Is it okay that I stay out of the plan tomorrow?” Luca frowned, “I don’t want to risk encountering the cop

again. They may not believe my excuse the next time, and may detain me to question further instead of

just fining me.”

“Fine, I will be here myself tomorrow,” Abel shrugged. Luca sighed and said, “Well, you could do

something more than just wait here. I believe you built the balcony garden, right?”

“Yes, I did,” Abel raised an eyebrow, “What are you proposing?”

“You could bring the gardener and tell her the garden needs a trim. Any garden needs a trim from time

to time,” said Luca.

Abel paused briefly and smiled. “You are right. I could tell her our gardener Mateo demands to trim the

garden because it’s his job.”