The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1483 Where Is My Voice?

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Abel tenderly kissed Emma’s check, his lips burning with intensity. ‘Emma, we can’t die. I will take you to our new home, where no one will disturb us.”

A new home? Our new home?

Emmeline was stunned. She had thought Abel’s consciousness was already fading, and fear gripped her heart.

She held him tightly and struggled to speak. “Abel, you have to hold on. I will go home with you. You have to hold on and take me home!

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Then, he closed his eyes as if falling asleep, resting his head on Emmeline’s shoulder.

Emmeline’s world darkened, and she collapsed into Abel’s embrace, suffocated by the growing fire.

Asbestos tiles from the broken supports fell from the ceiling, covering them.

When Abel opened his eyes, he saw the white ceiling above him.

He was in the hospital.

He felt momentarily confused as he tried to recall what had happened.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind. Emma, where is she?

He was trapped in the warehouse fire, and Emma had come in to find him!

She was in his arms, and he wanted to take her out, but everything went black.

Where is Emma?

“Emma!” Abel sat up abruptly.

The man beside

he asked anxiously. “Where

Tony said, “At

out of bed, opened the door without hesitation, and

stood at the entrance of the ward. When they saw Abel

asked, “What are

the warehouse keeper, Elly, would cause trouble, so

he remembered. It was the lady he couldn’t save

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Is My Voice?

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Is she dead?

heart skipped a beat.

accident, he felt the weight of a life

No, two lives!

night of gambling in Setwell five

the door

was

injured?” He rushed to the

the hyperbaric oxygen chamber.

I done?” Abel sobbed, tears streaming down his face. “I sent her to the

you’re both okay. Don’t

upon hearing Abel’s voice. Emmeline stirred slightly, emitting a weak

her hand and urgently whispered.

let out another soft sound.

and he

would have softly called out his name in the past,

at Emmeline’s face,

long eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened

Abel, and he