The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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.

“Mr. York, please call a doctor! Mr. Abel is not doing well!” Luca breathed panickily.

Janie immediately rushed to the room upstairs only to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant

you feeling?” Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

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

from the main hospital wing. They immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher and into an ambulance upon

stay here with Emma. I’ll keep an eye

go with Luca! He doesn’t know anyone

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 his bedside watching over him, while Benjamin was standing by the window. Abel finally realized he had

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

from getting off the bed. “The doctors

to be with Emma!” He pulled 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

groaned out his last

already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated by his side

Abel muttered weakly. “I can’t be here. I

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

lover of life, don’t you know? If I receive surgery

need Emma, but have you ever thought that Emma needs you