Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Abel hesitated momentarily, then sighed. “Maybe it’s not as bad as you imagine.”

“But… Emmeline’s voice wavered. “I’ve already promised Mom; I can’t break it now!”

He furrowed his brow, contemplating the situation. “You might be right. If we can ease the burden on Aunt Kimberly’s heart, it could help with her depression.”

She said, “It seems like Mom has been hurt before. Has something happened to her in the past?

Abel gently cupped her face, reassuring her, “That’s not something you need to worry about, and it’s certainly not your fault. Don’t dwell on it. As he touched her face, he realized she was running a fever. Concerned, he exclaimed. “Emma, you’re running a fever! I should take you to the hospital!

Emmeline clutched his hand, her eyes welling up with tears. “No! I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to return to the company’s dormitory. I just want you with me.”

He tried to reason with her, saying, “But you have a fever.”

Tears streamed down her face as she admitted. “I don’t want to be separated from you, even if it’s just for a second.”

He held her close, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. “There’s no need to worry, babe. Listen to me. We’ll go to the hospital, and I’ll stay by your side.”

In the hospital’s emergency department, the doctor noted Emmeline’s temperature had reached 103.1 F. prompting the immediate administration of emergency intravenous treatment. She remained in the hospital for three days.

appeared to be in better spirits. Despite her concerns for her daughter, her

contemplated whether sacrificing herself would somehow improve her mother’s

batch of orders for Ryker Group had entered production. At the company, he would change into work. attire and meticulously oversee every aspect of the production line.

in Emmeline’s ward. His appearance grew gaunt, but his resolve and composure only strengthened, radiating an

emerged from

why don’t I care for Emma at the hospital, and

distant and indifferent tone. “Emma might get scared if she

of bitterness in her heart but persisted, saying, “You look

her, he donned white quality inspection gloves and headed toward the parking lot. His determined and haughty figure held

at the hospital ward, Abel noticed Emmeline was impeccably dressed and sitting on the edge of the

he inquired, puzzled. “What’s going on?”

she said with a flutter of

fully recovered yet,” he expressed concern. “Please, lie down and rest,”

we keep delaying.

reached out to gently guide

arms, her voice quivering. “Please, let me be discharged.

for a moment, contemplating