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.

only to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant stench of vomit that covered the

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

probably bleeding profusely. Ben, call a doctor right now!” Janie urged him. Benjamin immediately called the

wing. They immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher

stay here with Emma. I’ll keep an eye on Abel,” Benjamin

Janie nodded. “Quick, go with Luca! He

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

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

“The doctors say your stomach bleeding is in critical condition.

slippers before 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 stomach and body once again and his vision turned dark as he

his last word before

once again, it was already bright outside. Waylon

muttered weakly. “I can’t be

You need treatment,” Waylon said flatly. “You’re in

life, don’t you know? If I receive surgery now, I won’t be able to get out

longer,” Waylon said. “I know you need Emma, but have you ever thought that Emma needs you just as much? If she was awake