The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1487 Brandon’s Ex–wife 

Holding Emmeline, Abel hurriedly ascended to the third floor and opened the door to the room.

Emmeline was immediately taken aback..

The first thing that caught her eye was a large framed photo of herself in a beautiful white. wedding dress.

In the photo, she was smiling lightly, with bright eyes and a fairy–like appearance.

After passing through the elegantly decorated corridor, they arrived at a luxurious living room.

The slideshow projected on the large screen wall displayed images of the two of them together, embracing and leaning on each other.

Frame after frame, the images alternated, creating a dreamlike scene.

Emmeline’s eyes filled with tears. When did he arrange all of this–this house and everything?

It was too unexpected, too perfect.

She loved it here.

Being here brought a sudden calmness to her heart.

Initially, she was still hesitant about returning to the house in Ryker Group.

To put Abel’s mind at ease, she would choose to go back, but when she saw that bed, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness!

However, Abel had taken care of everything for her.

Just as he had said amid the fire, he had given her a new home where no one would disturb her!

Emmeline threw herself into Abel’s arms, crying tears of joy.

Abel picked her up and placed her on the spacious bed in the bedroom. “Here, you are the only one in charge. I promise no one will hurt you again!”

They spent a warm and sweet night in their new home at the Sylvan Mansion. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

The next day, after having pasta for breakfast, Emmeline rested in their new home while Abel went to Ryker Group.

Suddenly, Brandon called.

Abel quickly answered, “Brandon?”

“Abel, Brandon said. “How is Emma’s throat now?”

“The inflammation has healed, Abel said. “But her vocal cords have atrophied, so she can’t speak at the moment.”

“I called you today to seek your opinion, Brandon said. “Why don’t you bring Emma to my place for treatment?”

“Go to your place?” Abel frowned.

“Have you forgotten that my father practices alternative medicine?” Brandon said. “We have had similar cases to Emma’s before.”

“How effective is the treatment?‘ Abel asked anxiously.

“With acupuncture and medication, she can be completely cured, Brandon said.

Abel was almost jumping with excitement. I’ll bring Emma over!”

“But you need to be mentally prepared, Brandon said. “You’ll have to leave Emma here for about a month.”

“That’s a long time.” Abel’s heart skipped a beat.

“Yes,” Brandon said. “If her vocal cords miss the treatment time, they will atrophy, and she will never be able to speak again.”

“Good.” Abel nodded. ‘I trust Emma with you!”

One day later, Brandon picked up Abel and Emmeline at the airport.

He drove them to the Wyatt Traditional Healing Center.

As soon as they got out of the car, a white car suddenly pulled up next to them.

The car parked, and a woman in her mid–twenties got out of the driver’s seat.

She smiled at Emmeline and said, ‘If I’m not mistaken, you must be Emmeline Louise?”

“Yes.” Emmeline nodded. “Hello.”

“I am Brandon’s ex–wife. My name is Mia Reyes. The woman extended her hand generously. “You are even more beautiful than I imagined.”

Ex–wife?

Emmeline and Abel both gasped. Brandon got divorced?

Such a stunning woman.

Emmeline reached out and gently shook Mia’s soft hand, her black eyes showing a smile.

“And this is your boyfriend?” Mia looked up at Abel, her eyes filled with admiration. “He can rival Brandon, if not surpass him.”

Emmeline glanced at Abel and smiled happily.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” Brandon quickly corrected. “Abel is Emma’s cousin.”

Mia sighed. “What a lucky girl to have the care of two outstanding men.”

He frowned slightly. “Mia, what are you saying? They are my guests.”

Mia smiled. “You know I mean no harm. Why are you so nervous?”

Then, she turned around and waved to Emmeline. “If you need anything, you

After saying that, she gracefully returned to the driver’s seat and drove away. can find me.”

“I apologize for the awkwardness.” Brandon scratched his head. “Mia is my ex–wife. We just got divorced last month, and she is still my father’s pharmacist.”

“She seems to be familiar with Emma,” Abel said.

“She has seen photos of the students and knows that I admire Emma, but Abel. Brandon’s eyes gleamed. “Don’t misunderstand.”

“I won’t.” Abel smiled faintly. “Mr. Wyatt, you’re a gentleman.”