Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1278 Who’s There?

"Take good care of yourself," Emmeline advised. "You can't exercise too much."

"Then I'll allocate more time in the evening and practice two additional poses; starting tonight, I'll devote two hours to it," Abel replied.

"Stop it!" Emmeline shouted, pinching his arm, "You're becoming more and more obsessed!"

"Don't be silly; I'm driving!" Abel remarked, suppressing his laughter.

"You're not just driving!" Emmeline reprimanded, "Your attention should be focused on driving!"

She couldn't help but see her husband in the passenger seat. From every perspective, his profile was exquisite.

He was attractive no matter how she looked at him, and he made her heart skip a beat.

Emmeline leaned down and kissed Abel on the cheek, unable to resist.

Abel was pleased, as if he had been flooded with joy. However, he did say, "Uh-oh, you've been influenced by me."

Emmeline teased him, saying, "With such an unconventional husband, it's hard for the wife to be conventional."

"Husband and wife are like this; it's fun teasing each other," Abel laughed. "If I were serious. every day, wouldn't you think I'd be dull?"

"Let's just skip the monk part; you shouldn't be that compassionate," Emmeline joked. "And you can't be dull; that's my eldest brother's title; you can't compete with him!"

"Hahaha, don't worry!" Abel exclaimed, "This thousand-year-old dullard is about to be defeated by Doris' divine axe. Emma Babe, you better brace yourself!"

Emmeline's expression was filled with eagerness as she said, "I was thinking the same thing. When my eldest brother and Doris are happily married, Master's wish will be granted." The car arrived at the small plaza outside the experience center while they chatted and joked.

Abel parked his car in the lot, and the two of them walked hand in hand.

When they entered, they noticed Tony in the lobby, speaking with the receptionist.

Tony was shocked when he turned his head and saw the magnificent couple enter the door. He said, "I thought I was hallucinating; it really is Mr. and Mrs. Abel! Absolutely radiant!" "Do you have so much free time?" Abel asked, smiling. "Are you personally overseeing the reception desk?"

"Not really," Tony answered. "I was just asking the customers who had just arrived what activities they wanted to do."

"Is that your concern?" Abel asked, noticing that the customer who had just entered was clearly not ordinary.

"I didn't want to be concerned either," Tony admitted, a little ashamed, "but guess who just arrived?"

"Who?" Abel wondered. "Who could Tony be hiding?"

Tony asked Abel, "Can I really say it?" Tony looked at Emmeline.

"Don't worry," Abel reassured Emmeline, embracing her shoulders, "I have no secrets from my wife; you can say whatever you want." "Sonia is here," Tony explained, "she just went in with a few girlfriends, and then you two arrived; I thought you had planned it."

"Heh," smiled Abel, "I have nothing to do with her; why would I plan anything?"

Tony shook his head. He knew Abel didn't think much of Sonia; otherwise, they would have met five years ago.

"Who cares who comes?" Emmeline asked, "the sports center is a place for everyone to have fun, so what if we happen to run into her?"

"Didn't you guys have a conflict during the race a while ago?" Tony asked. "The entire Struyria knows about it; I was just concerned that you guys might hold a grudge."

"That's all in the past, Emmeline declared. "If she still can't let it go, she can come race against me again; I'm open to suggestions!"

"Mrs. Abel is formidable!" Tony said as he asked Emmeline, "What do you and Mr. Abel want to play today?"

"My wife has the final say," stated Abel. "If she wants to box, I'll box. If she wants to play ball, I'll play ball.

"Let's play ball then," Emmeline said with a smile. "We just finished eating; boxing is too strenuous." "Alright, Tony said, "table tennis it is!"