Abel flushed his vomit down the toilet and wiped his face with a cold towel before entering the room. Luca could immediately tell that something was wrong with Abel as soon as he caught sight of his deathly pale face and beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

“Mr. Abel, are you alright?” Luca asked worriedly.

“I’m fine,” Abel managed to muster. “Just a little tired after showering…”

“Get some rest after dinner, Mr. Abel. You don’t look too good…” Luca said.

“Sure,” Abel said before turning to his butler. “Please serve the food now.” The butler and waiters quickly organized themselves, serving and presenting the dishes neatly in front of Abel before quietly leaving the room.

“Guys, don’t worry about me,” Abel told Luca and Janie. “Go out to a restaurant for your dinner.”

“Ms. Eastwood and I will stay here with you, Mr. Abel,” Luca was adamant.

“How can I eat comfortably with you two staring at me like that?” Abel chuckled. “I’m fine, really. Go and have a meal before picking Sam up.”

knew better than to disobey his instructions. Finally, they decided

array of food in front of him, but he could not stomach it at all. He was certain he was going to throw up again if he tried consuming anything. He stood up weakly and carried two platefuls of food

that Abel’s appetite had improved since they were close to finding Emma now. Luca peeked into Abel’s

reminded him about Sam just now. He waited at the airport lobby until Sam’s flight finally arrived at 1:40am. Not too long after, Sam appeared

at him from

down at his sides, as if he thought better of it. Sam too resisted the urge to rush over to Luca and instead just gave him a toothy

Luca,” Sam greeted as soon as she

carry Sam’s bag pack. Without turning to look at Sam, Luca grabbed onto Sam’s arm gently as he led her toward the carpark. Sam felt her cheeks heat up

the time the both of them returned to the hotel, Abel was up and waiting for Sam in the living room of his suite. He had not eaten anything but seemed to feel slightly better after having a short nap.

a tinge of guilt

a seat,”

said softly as she remained

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