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.

in better spirits. Despite her

would somehow improve

At the company, he would change into work. attire and meticulously oversee every aspect of the production line.

would return to the hospital at night, resting on the couch in Emmeline’s ward. His appearance grew

from the workshop, Alana

why don’t I care for Emma at the hospital, and you can rest in the dormitory?” she

he replied in a distant and indifferent tone. “Emma

heart but persisted, saying, “You look exhausted. You really

His determined and haughty figure held her gaze, a mix of love, desire, and a trace of resentment in her eyes.

and sitting on the edge of the bed. The bed

puzzled.

procedures,” she said with a flutter of her

expressed

fine!” she insisted. “If we keep delaying. I’ll only

stubborn. Lie back down.” Abel reached out to gently guide her onto the bed.

“Please, let me be discharged. You’ve been

held her for a moment, contemplating