Abel gave himself a quick wipe-down before taking a seat on the sofa for a smoke.
Sam was cooking in the kitchen.
Ms. Louise took the Worrydfree drug, so she lost her feelings for Abel. However, Abel was now head over heels for Ms. Louise.
The unfortunate turn of events brought tears to Samâs eyes.
Why did God put an idea in Waylonâs head to develop such a problematic drug like Worryfree?
What was done was done. Still, why did Waylon have to add a paprika taste to the drug?
Sam wanted to grab the paprika seasoning for a smell comparison.
The bottle of smoked paprika was missing on the spice rack though.
Sam mumbled to herself, âThat canât be right. I remember putting it here after making food for the babies. Did I finish the bottle and throw it? I must put it on my shopping list to get another bottle.
Otherwise, I canât get the flavors right for the kids.â
Emmeline took a nice hot soak and emerged from the bathroom in a towel. She was drying her hair.
Abel returned to the bathroom for a quick shower.
Out of the bathroom, Emmeline put on her pajamas and sat behind her dressing table to blow her hair dry.
âIâll blow dry your hair.â Standing behind her, Abel took over the hair dryer.
âExcuse me. Iâm not anybody to you,â Emmeline replied.
âYouâre my wife and the mother of my children. Youâre my only lover, and Iâm happy to be of your service.â
Emmeline said, âI told you Iâm not your wife. I didnât marry you. Sure, Iâm the mother of the kids, but it doesnât change anything. Weâre not in love. You are very well in your rights to seek another woman. I have the freedom to fall for another guy too.â
âDonât you dare, Emmeline Louise! The only man in your life is me now and forever!â In an act of asserting dominance, Abel locked her in his arms from behind.
âYouâre narcissistic. Where did your confidence come from?â Emmelien pursed her lips.
Abel was lost for words.
âForget it. I donât want to waste my breath with you. Iâm going to bed. Please make your way to the guest room.â Emmeline waved her arm.
âEmma.â Abel did not want to leave.
Emmeline turned around and gave him a couple of shoves, but he remained as still as a log.
Trapping her in his embrace, Abel uttered, âIâm not going to the guest room. I want to hold you in your sleep.â
âBut just two hours ago, I recall you driving me away and saying that you wonât hold me to sleep.â
âThe incident two hours ago does not exist anymore. I want to hold you in bed now,â Abel answered.
âBut I donât want to. Just get your *ss to the guest room and stop bothering me. I donât love you. What should we sleep together? Weâre no husband and wife or lovers. Youâre just taking advantage of me!â
Emmeline pulled a long face.
Abel was rendered speechless.
He had nothing. No comeback or clap back. Zilch.
âBut Emmaâ¦â
Emmeline sternly exclaimed, âGet out. Donât keep me from my beauty sleep!â
âWill you love me again, Emma?â Abel was tensed up.
âHow would I know? One thingâs for sure, I donât love you, so I donât want to share a bed with you.
Please proceed to the guest bedroom, or Iâll call the cops.â Emmeline brushed her hair in front of the mirror.
Abel was sad. âAlright. Goodnight.â
âGoodnight.â
Abel turned on his heel and headed to the door. He flung the door open and stormed off to the guest room.
Emmeline then heard Abel closing the door of the guest bedroom with a loud slam.
Unable to hold back anymore, the girl rolled into bed and put the sheets over her mouth to laugh hysterically.
âHahahaha!â
She stumped Abel!
It gave her the biggest thrill!
He should get a taste of being unloved and rejected for once!
âKnock, knock.â Samâs voice came from the other side of the door. âMr. Abel, are you asleep?â
âNo,â Abel replied, sulking in the middle of his smoke.
âCan I come in?â
âSure.â Abel put out the cigarette and straightened out his pajamas.
With the door opening, Sam walked in.
âMr. Abel, donât be too upset. We canât change what happened.â She stood near the sofa.
âIâll be lying to say Iâm not upset. Iâm just at a loss of what to do.â The expression on Abelâs face was grim.