Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 513

Rosaline was seething with anger, tears streaming down her face as she pointed at the "little mustache" in the bed sheets and her lips trembling. "Abel, I never would have thought that you would have this kind of preference. What kind of woman can't you replace? Do you have to like a man?" "Evelyn told me, and I couldn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes! Abel, you've really hurt your mother!"

"What did you say, Mom?" Abel's eyebrows furrowed.

"I said what?" Rosaline pointed at Emmeline. "Who is this mustached man? You don't like him, yet you're cuddling with him and sleeping together?"

Abel turned his head to look at Emmeline, who had just been awakened and was looking confused.

Her little face was buried in the sheets, revealing only a pair of fluttering peach blossom eyes, making her look like a cute little child.

"Mom, you've got it all wrong," Abel said. "Emmett is just a kid, I treat him like a little brother. It's not what you think."

"You expect me to believe that?" Rosaline snapped. "I've never seen a man sleep with a little brother for a whole night! What else did you two do? It wasn't something shameful, was it?" "What are you saying, Mom?" Abel furrowed his brow. "It's not what you're thinking. I was just really tired and fell asleep like that."

"You're telling me you didn't do anything serious?" Rosaline still seemed unconvinced.

When she had walked in, she saw her son holding Emmett with such tenderness and care, as if he was cradling a beautiful woman.

"Enough already," Abel said, growing impatient. "I told you, nothing happened."

He did have a strange fondness for Emmett, but that didn't mean he was gay.

Emmeline wasn't sure if Abel had done anything to her last night. She lifted a hand and gingerly touched her little beard and eyebrows.

Thank goodness, everything was still intact.

But Abel's handsome face had turned blue.

Emmeline knew he couldn't explain it anymore.

His mother thought he was gay.

But she couldn't explain it to him, or else it would be busted.

"Who is this kid?" Rosaline asked angrily. "Whose child is he? I'll replace his parents and tell them their child is misbehaving at such a young age!"

"Auntie!" Emmeline jumped off the bed. "You've got it all wrong. Mr. Ryker is not that kind of person, and neither am I. We just happened to fall asleep together, see, we're still fully clothed!"

"You want to take your clothes off?" Rosaline accused. "You little scoundrel, you're full of dirty thoughts!"

Rosaline's voice was sharp and commanding, "Who are your parents? Tell me now, I'm going to replace them and give them a piece of my mind for not raising you right!"

Emmeline shrank back, intimidated by the fierce look on Rosaline's face.

"Mom," Abel held Emmeline close, "Emmett is just a kid, don't scare her like that!"

"And you're defending her!" Rosaline fumed, "You even bullied Ms. Evelyn because of this little troublemaker?"

"I didn't!" Abel knew it was pointless to argue with his mother.

"You're still denying it," Rosaline scowled, "Who poured dirty water all over Evelyn last night?"

"It was all a misunderstanding!" Abel said, "Just drop it, Mom."

"Abel," Rosaline said sorrowfully, "it's not that your mother is nagging, it's because I'm really worried about you!"

"It doesn't matter if Emmeline is gone, you still have Evelyn, right? Look at how great Evelyn is, gentle, virtuous, obedient, and kind. Why do you have to fall in love with a man? Our family doesn't have that kind of tradition!"

"I told you, I didn't!"

"Do you admit that you don't like this stinky kid?" Rosaline pointed at "Emmett".

Abel glanced at "Emmett" in his arms and himself felt a little puzzled.

He didn't admit that he didn't like "Emmett".

He not only liked her but also liked her very much.

Abel's strange feelings made him feel uneasy.

He suddenly wondered if he was really going to turn gay.

Just then, Rosaline spotted Luca at the door.

She rushed to Luca and angrily said, "Luca, you also have a responsibility for Mr. Abel's behavior!"

Luca was taken aback and quickly avoided her, "Madame Ryker, you really misunderstood. Mr. Abel and Emmett really have nothing going on."

"Nothing going on?" Rosaline pointed at the big bed, "Nothing going on with two grown men sleeping together?"

Sleeping together?