Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

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Chapter 1361 Sleeping Pills

Emmeline’s body tilted as the slap landed firmly on her neck. Instantly, several red marks appeared on her

fair neck.

“Are you crazy? Who are you?” Emmeline pushed her chair back and stood up. “Why did you hit me?”

“Ysabel, you shameless sl’t, seducing my man! I’ll tear you apart today!”

“Get it straight. I’m not the person you’re looking for!”

“You’re still pretending? You look like a vixen. You’re telling me you’re not Ysabel Hemmings?!”

The large woman shouted and lunged again. This time, Emmeline was prepared. She lifted her leg and kicked the

woman squarely in her chubby belly.

The woman stumbled, unable to stop herself, and plopped onto the ground, wailing loudly. “She hit me! A teacher

hit me! Ysabel Hemmings hit me!”

The teacher’s lounge quickly filled with onlookers, both teachers and students.

“Hey, hey! Lady, you’ve got the wrong person!” the PE teacher said.

“You’re protecting her?!” the large woman accused.

“Why would we lie to you? If you don’t believe it, just ask around!”

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“It’s really not her! You’ve mistaken her for someone else, the music teacher explained.

The large woman sized Emmeline up. “Well, she doesn’t seem to be Ysabel. Ysabel should be a woman in her

thirties. This one is a young lady.”

“Well, thank you for slapping me before finding out the facts, Emmeline grumbled.

“Well, you kicked me too!” the large woman retorted, getting up.

“You deserved it!” Emmeline, with a lioness-like attitude, looked like she wanted to kick the woman again.

“I’m going to find Ysabel!” The woman, realizing she was wrong, hastily left the teacher’s lounge.

“Who’s that woman?” the music teacher asked.

“She’s the administration head’s wife, the PE teacher replied.

“Shh!” the music teacher cautioned. “Don’t make a fuss!”

“Why not? Oh, so we can’t talk about it even if they dare to do it?” the PE teacher said with a disdainful expression.

“Perhaps you should consider your future in the context of the current staff reassignment,” the music teacher

suggested. “Unless you don’t want to work at this school anymore.”

When Emmeline returned home from work at noon, her father was busy in the kitchen.

“Mom and I agreed to have taquitos for lunch, Dad. Why are you cooking?” Emmeline asked.

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“Your mom just woke up from a nap, and I didn’t want her to exert herself,” Maxwell replied. “It’s a little late to

make taquitos, so I’m preparing a meal for you.”

“Sure,” Emmeline said happily. “I haven’t had your cooking in a long time.”

While she was speaking, she put down her handbag and went to the master bedroom to check on her mother, who

was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, silent and expressionless.

“Mom, are you feeling any better?” Emmeline crouched by the bed.

“I fell asleep. We agreed to make taquitos.”

“It’s okay, Mom. Have a good rest. I’m happier that you’re well-rested than eating taquitos, Emmeline said with a

slightly choked-up voice.

Then, she noticed a medicine packet on the bedside table. She opened it and found small white pills.

“Mom, did you take sleeping pills?” Emmeline exclaimed. “How many did you take?”

“I took three pills. One or two didn’t work.”

“But, Mom, this is not good!” Emmeline grew increasingly anxious.

“It’s fine. The doctor said two or three pills are okay. He only gave me ten in total.”

“These pills can be harmful to your health!”

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“Emma, I just want a good night’s sleep. My mind is exhausted,” Kimberly replied calmly.

“Abel mentioned that he would inquire about traditional medicine for us to help with your condition.”

“The holistic doctor Abel found last time was pretty good. Those who share my condition said his medicine worked

perfectly for them, but it didn’t work on me at all. I can’t tolerate medication.”

“Different body types can have different effects: Let’s try a different doctor, Emmeline suggested. “I’ll ask Abe this

afternoon if he found one.”

“Abel is ambitious and very busy. Emma, don’t always take up his energy.”

“He’s my only brother. Who else should I turn to?” Emmeline pouted.

“Oh,” Kimberly sighed. “Abel is a wonderful kid. We owe a lot to him over the years.”

“Make sure to take good care of him, both you and Dad.”

“Of course, our home is Abel’s home,” Kimberly said as she sat up.

At half-past five in the afternoon, Abel called Emmeline as they had planned.

Emmeline explained her mother’s situation to him.

Tve found a retired senior holistic doctor from City Hospital,” Abel said. “We can go to his private clinic on Sunday.”

“That’s great. I’ll let my mom know,” Emmeline replied. But, Abel…”

“Yes? What’s up?”

“I had a really strange dream.”

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