The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 15

Benjamin, however, purposefully or not, got in his way, leaving Abel grabbing onto nothing but air.

Wonder Doctor had got into the ICU in the time it took to stop her.

“We’ll see just who you are once you’re out!”

He muttered to himself in a low voice. An hour flew by.

It was only then that the duo left the ward.

Benjamin waved to the crowd. “Mr. Oscar is stable. He should be awake in ten minutes.”

“Thank you.” Abel handed the five- million-dollar check to him.

Benjamin didn’t bother checking it and stuffed it into his pocket.

When Wonder Doctorleft the ICU, Abel halted her in her tracks. “Do you have a moment, Ms. Wonder Doctor?”

Emmeline stopped but did not turn around. “Who do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Abel?”

She lowered her voice, making herself sound different. There was a furrow between his brows at that.

She’s not Emmeline?

He had no choice but to say, “You’ve saved my grandfather twice now. I’d like to ask you out to dinner to express my gratitude.”

“I don’t have time,” she coolly rejected him.

Benjamin chuckled. “Please excuse us, Mr. Abel.”

Abel was at a loss once the elevator doors shut in his face.

Alana could finally heave a sigh of relief. What was I so worried about? Wonder Doctor is not someone the Rykers can afford to cross.

at the entrance of the ICU as they waited

the bathroom, wanting to

water onto her face to wake

when she

behind her

mirror’s reflection.

chill ran down her

only to

thought to

was standing right behind her when she looked back

Ghost!

figure behind her clamped her mouth shut

scream.

the mirror, she realized that the person behind her was none other

Emmeline?!

eyes widened in horror. Wasn’t Emmeline supposed to be

the utility room?

she

Am I seeing things?

feel her

under her weight.

hesitate to ruthlessly backhand

about to scream when Emmeline picked up the dirty rag from the sink and stuffed it into her

“Ack! Blergh!”

her throat. The idea of death now sounded like mercy compared to whatever was happening to her at

“Scared?”

delicate jaw. “You’re such a horrible person. What a waste of a beautiful face. It would be moré

“I

spoke, she brandished

rested against her

“Oomf!”

fright

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