The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Benjamin, however, purposefully or not, got in his way, leaving Abel grabbing onto nothing but air.

Wonder Doctor had got into the ICU in the time it took to stop her.

“We’ll see just who you are once you’re out!”

He muttered to himself in a low voice. An hour flew by.

It was only then that the duo left the ward.

Benjamin waved to the crowd. “Mr. Oscar is stable. He should be awake in ten minutes.”

“Thank you.” Abel handed the five- million-dollar check to him.

Benjamin didn’t bother checking it and stuffed it into his pocket.

When Wonder Doctorleft the ICU, Abel halted her in her tracks. “Do you have a moment, Ms. Wonder Doctor?”

Emmeline stopped but did not turn around. “Who do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Abel?”

She lowered her voice, making herself sound different. There was a furrow between his brows at that.

She’s not Emmeline?

He had no choice but to say, “You’ve saved my grandfather twice now. I’d like to ask you out to dinner to express my gratitude.”

“I don’t have time,” she coolly rejected him.

Benjamin chuckled. “Please excuse us, Mr. Abel.”

Abel was at a loss once the elevator doors shut in his face.

Alana could finally heave a sigh of relief. What was I so worried about? Wonder Doctor is not someone the Rykers can afford to cross.

ICU as they

went to the bathroom,

water onto her

when she

behind her

mirror’s reflection.

down

only to find…no one behind

more tired than I thought. She thought to herself and went back to washing her

behind her when she looked

Ghost!

her clamped her mouth

scream.

the mirror, she realized that the person behind her was none other than one Emmeline

Emmeline?!

in horror. Wasn’t Emmeline

the utility room?

she doing behind

Am I seeing things?

could feel her knees

under her weight.

hesitate to ruthlessly backhand

was about to scream when Emmeline picked up the

“Ack! Blergh!”

scent of grimy water was poured down her throat. The idea of death now sounded

“Scared?”

a horrible person. What a waste beautiful face. It would be moré fitting for

spoke, she brandished

blade rested

“Oomf!”

from fright as

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