Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 469 Lover of Life

Abel looked much better after finishing Janie’s soup. He stood up, thinking of going into Emma’s bedroom once again, but he was immediately paralyzed by the chronic pain in his abdomen. The pain was so excruciating that it drained all the color from his face in an instant and caused him to break out in cold sweat.

“Arrghhhh… d*mn it!” Abel cursed.

“Mr. Abel, are you alright?” Luca immediately went to his aid.

“Blerghhhhh…” Before he knew it, Abel had involuntarily vomited blood and soup all over the floor.

“Mr. Abel! Mr. Abel!” Luca exclaimed in shock as he rushed to sit Abel back down on the sofa.

“This is terrible. Why can’t my stomach just behave?” he moaned in pain.

“I’ll get a doctor. Hang in there, Mr. Abel!” Luca said before rushing out of the door.

Benjamin and Janie were chatting on the ground floor when Luca rushed in gasping for breath, shocking the both of them.

“Luca, what’s wrong?” Benjamin asked, getting on his feet.

Abel is

the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant stench of vomit that covered

you feeling?” Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

call a doctor right now!” Janie urged him. Benjamin immediately called the doctors through

from the main hospital wing. They immediately carted Abel onto a

stay here with Emma. I’ll keep

nodded. “Quick, go with Luca! He

conscious once again. As he took in his surroundings, he found himself in a hospital ward. Luca was by his bedside watching over him, while Benjamin was standing by the window. Abel finally realized he had passed out after

Emma’s side! I can’t leave her…” he grumbled as he tried to flip

Luca stopped him from getting off the bed. “The doctors say your

out the needles attached to his skin forcefully and bolted out of the ward in slippers before Luca could stop him. He ran into the elevator, pressing for the first floor and immediately running back toward the building where Emma was in. However, moments later, pain took over his stomach and

he groaned out his

consciousness once again, it was already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated by

can’t be here. I need

need treatment,” Waylon said flatly. “You’re in critical condition right

so easily,” Abel argued. “I’m a lover of life, don’t you know? If I receive surgery now, I won’t be able to get out of the bed