Chapter 151 I’ll Manage On My Own

Quentin had no choice. He bent down, preparing to give Alana CPR.

Before he could do so, Alana drew in a deep gulp of air and wheezed, “I…I’m much better now.”

Quentin straightened up, feeling considerably relieved; however, he could not help being somewhat disappointed as well.

Alana took another few labored breaths, then gave Abel her most pitiful look.

Abel deliberately averted his gaze and refused to look at her. Instead, he told Quentin, “Take her back to the hospital, Dr. Anderson. Make sure nothing happens to her.”

“Abel…” Alana protested, pouting all teary-eyed like a spoiled child.

“I’ll visit you later.” Abel gestured impatiently and turned away.

“Let’s go, Ms. Lane,” Dr. Anderson murmured, wheeling her downstairs.

leave now,”

the room like a mother hen herding a

before he left as well. “Luca, give the children breakfast, then send

Mr. Abel.

the door

under the blankets where she had buried herself the moment everyone invaded the room. “Oh shit, oh shit…how the hell am I

done anything we shouldn’t,” Abel said placatingly. “There’s no need to fear rumors

mess to them and tell them nothing happened between us. Who’s going to believe you?”

beautiful woman in his arms without doing anything about it, they would suspect he was either lying

moment, Emmeline’s

if he had just bitten down on a lemon. It must be Benjamin, calling

he glanced at her phone screen, the name on the display

blinked. “What

up the phone to answer

on

a stunt job with the film crew. Her face burned. “Yes, yes, everything’s okay. I haven’t forgotten about the stunt job, Mr.

here as soon as you

face, startling her so much that she pulled the covers up over herself and shrank back involuntarily. “What are you doing? Why

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