The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1448 Who Will Spare Emma?

Chapter 1448 Who Will Spare Emma?

The incident that occurred in the square went completely unnoticed by everyone except Abel and Albus!

“Why did you tackle me? Albus asked. “You scared me.”

“I was afraid that motorcycle would hit you, Abel replied, clutching his left shoulder in pain.

“Well… Thank you!” Albus thanked him, even though the motorcycle was far away from him!

Regardless, Abel had good intentions. He truly cared for his family!

Albus couldn’t help but smile.

What is he laughing about? Abel furrowed his brows. Is he finding pleasure in my misfortune by looking at my injuries?Consider yourself lucky!

He gritted his teeth. He couldn’t bear it in his heart at the last moment, but there would never be another chance!

They arrived at the clinic to clean and dress the wounds.

The doctor frowned. “How did this happen? The wound is quite unusual!”

“I got scratched by a stone that flew off a car on the road, Abel explained.

Albus wanted to add something, but Abel kicked him under the chair.

The doctor didn’t ask any further questions and gave Abel more than ten stitches after injecting anesthesia.

After going back and forth like this, it was almost 10 am.

“Don’t go to work,” Abel said to Albus. “Stay in the hospital room and watch over Maxwell. I’ll go pick up. Emma!”

“It’s strange.” Albus scratched his head. I took a leave of absence, so why is the company looking for me? There hasn’t been any activity.”

to the hospital room to check on Maxwell while Abel drove back to Altney

hadn’t worn all yet, so there was no pain.

blood kept oozing out.

white shirt sleeve was soon

downstairs in the backyard, Abel ran

“Emma!”

figure and immediately embraced her in his

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back and said, “It’s okay. Everything is fine now.

shoulder. “How can everything be fine? You almost scared

landed right on the wound on Abel’s shoulder.

out in pain. The anesthesia had already worn off, and the pain was intense!

the blood

injured! What happened?”

his teeth, pretending to be nonchalant. Just a careless scrape.”

tears and exclaimed, “How could you

Abel reached out and embraced her, sitting down on the couch.

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her brows, tears welling up in her eyes. “A scrape wouldn’t be this

story on the spot, trying

your clothes; we’re going out,” Abel said,

“You just

Let’s go.” Abel kissed her cheek.

tears. “Let me help

remove his torn shirt and gently wiped away the bloodstains with warm

she wiped, she sobbed, her little face

feeling both pain

should he

last bit of mercy, but who

a pair of casual pants and a t–shirt,