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.

York, please call a doctor! Mr. Abel is

The room was filled with the unpleasant stench of vomit that covered the floor. The entire scene shook Benjamin and Janie

Benjamin almost yelled, but Abel

now!”

They immediately carted Abel onto a stretcher and into an ambulance upon assessing his condition. Luca followed

here with Emma. I’ll keep an

“Quick, go with Luca! He doesn’t

put 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

by Emma’s side! I can’t leave her…” he grumbled as he tried to flip the bedsheets off

Abel,” Luca stopped him from getting off the bed. “The doctors

no way I’m going under the knife right now. 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 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 he crashed onto the

groaned out his last word before

already bright outside. Waylon Adelmar was seated by his side this

muttered weakly. “I can’t be here.

You need treatment,” Waylon said flatly.

If I receive surgery now, I