In the darkness, Abel stood silently next to the large bed, dressed in a black nightgown, his tall and imposing figure casting a shadow.

Emmeline lay curled up under the blanket, her small face turned to the side.

Abel approached slowly, and it seemed like he noticed tears in the corners of her eyes.

He lowered his head, raised a finger, and gently brushed it against her cheek.

His fingertips felt cool and damp.

She had indeed fallen asleep with tears in her eyes.

Abel’s heart tightened, “Emma…”

Emmeline stirred slightly, speaking dreamily, “Hubby…”

Abel held his breath.

He prayed that Emmeline wouldn’t suddenly open her eyes.

His hellish and demonic appearance would become her nightmare.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds…

a

bowed his head, kissed her hair,

following morning, Emmeline woke

her dream, she saw Abel leaning over the

tears and

kissed

in her slumber, his face suddenly transformed from its handsome and charming appearance into

startled, drenched in cold sweat from

that, will you?”

she saw in her dreams. Besides, Waylon was there to cure him. And if something bad

calm herself down. She washed up and headed downstairs

were already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast that was now laid out on the dining table.

study, where Abel had already finished washing up and was standing by the window, smoking a cigarette. It was a rare sight, as he seldom smoked,

Emmeline knocked on the door, her voice gentle. “Abel,

Emmeline’s voice, Abel’s heart stirred. The image of her sleeping with tears in her eyes from the previous night flashed through his mind once more. It was almost irresistible, the desire to open the door and embrace his beloved woman in his arms was strong. But the

Abel realized that he

and piercing, emanating a chilling aura. In this

was low and devoid

are you feeling any better?”

need to ask about me. I’ll recover in

saying, “I left breakfast at the door, and

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