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

rushed to the room upstairs only to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant stench of vomit that covered the floor. The entire scene shook Benjamin and Janie to their

how are you feeling?” Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

now!” Janie urged him.

immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher and into an ambulance upon assessing his condition. Luca followed

keep

Luca! He

drip and painkillers. More than an hour later, the pain and bleeding had finally stopped, and Abel was conscious once again. As he took in his surroundings, he found himself in a hospital ward. Luca was by

can’t be sitting around here. I’m supposed to be by Emma’s side! I can’t leave her…” he grumbled as he tried

getting off the bed. “The doctors say your stomach bleeding is in critical condition.

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

he groaned out his last word before knocking

was already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated by

weakly. “I can’t be here. I need to be

what you need? You need treatment,” Waylon said flatly. “You’re in critical

you know? If I receive surgery now, I won’t be able