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.

please call a doctor! Mr. Abel is

upstairs only to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant stench of vomit that covered the floor. The entire

almost yelled, but Abel was not

now!” Janie urged him. Benjamin immediately called the doctors through an

arrived from the main hospital wing. They immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher and into an ambulance upon assessing his condition. Luca followed beside his employer the whole

keep

nodded. “Quick, go with Luca! He doesn’t know anyone

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.

I can’t

“The doctors say your stomach bleeding is in critical condition. You need immediate

I need to be with Emma!” He pulled out the needles attached to his skin forcefully and bolted out of the ward in slippers before Luca could stop him. He ran into the elevator, pressing for the first

groaned out his last word

again, it was already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated

“I can’t be

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

a lover of life, don’t you know? If I receive surgery now, I won’t be

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