The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel looked much better after finishing Janie’s soup. He stood up, thinking of going into Emma’s bedroom once again, but he was immediately paralyzed by the chronic pain in his abdomen. The pain was so excruciating that it drained all the color from his face in an instant and caused him to break out in cold sweat.

“Arrghhhh… d*mn it!” Abel cursed.

“Mr. Abel, are you alright?” Luca immediately went to his aid.

“Blerghhhhh…” Before he knew it, Abel had involuntarily vomited blood and soup all over the floor.

“Mr. Abel! Mr. Abel!” Luca exclaimed in shock as he rushed to sit Abel back down on the sofa.

“This is terrible. Why can’t my stomach just behave?” he moaned in pain.

“I’ll get a doctor. Hang in there, Mr. Abel!” Luca said before rushing out of the door.

Benjamin and Janie were chatting on the ground floor when Luca rushed in gasping for breath, shocking the both of them.

“Luca, what’s wrong?” Benjamin asked, getting on his feet.

doctor! Mr. Abel is

Benjamin and Janie immediately rushed to the room upstairs only to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the

feeling?” Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

stomach is probably bleeding profusely. Ben, call a doctor right now!” Janie urged him. Benjamin immediately called

doctors and nurses arrived from the main hospital wing. They immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher and into an ambulance upon assessing his condition.

Emma. I’ll keep an eye on Abel,”

nodded. “Quick, go with Luca!

Abel on an IV drip and painkillers. More than an hour later, the pain and bleeding had finally stopped, and Abel was conscious once again. As he took in his surroundings, he found himself in a hospital ward. Luca was by his bedside watching over him, while Benjamin was standing by the window. Abel finally realized he had passed out after throwing

be by Emma’s side! I can’t leave

getting off the bed. “The doctors say your stomach bleeding is

slippers before Luca could stop him. He ran into the elevator, pressing for the first floor and immediately running

groaned out his last word

bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated

“I can’t be here. I

need? You need treatment,” Waylon said flatly. “You’re in critical condition right

don’t you know? If I receive surgery