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.

a doctor! Mr. Abel is not

to find Abel lying weakly on the sofa. The room was filled with the unpleasant stench

you feeling?” Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

is probably bleeding profusely. Ben, call a doctor right now!” Janie urged him. Benjamin immediately called the doctors through an intercom

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

with Emma. I’ll keep an eye

Luca! He doesn’t know

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

Emma’s side! I can’t leave her…”

“The doctors say your stomach bleeding is

bolted out of the ward in slippers before Luca could stop him. He ran into the elevator, pressing for the first floor and immediately running back toward the building where Emma was in. However, moments later, pain took over his stomach and body once again and his vision turned dark as

groaned out his last word

it was already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar

be

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

life, don’t you know? If I receive surgery now, I won’t be able to get out of