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…

back into a

her hair,

morning, Emmeline woke up.

the night, she had a dream. In her dream, she saw Abel leaning over the bed, gazing at

her tears and tucked her in.

kissed

its handsome and charming appearance into

up startled, drenched in cold sweat

become like that,

in her dreams. Besides, Waylon was there to cure him. And if something bad happened, she could cure him too since her medical skills were as good as

She washed up and headed downstairs to

already busy in the kitchen,

washing up and was standing by the window, smoking a cigarette. It was a rare sight, as he seldom smoked, but being alone in the study made him incredibly

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

from the previous night flashed through his mind once more. It was almost irresistible,

washing up just now, Abel realized that he was

both on his body and face. Only his eyes remained clear and piercing, emanating a chilling aura. In this

low and devoid of emotions as he

you feeling any better?” Emmeline

need to ask about me. I’ll recover

at the door,

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