The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Luca quickly hoisted Abel back onto the bed and covered him with some blankets.

“Mr. Waylon, how is Ms. Emma?” Luca asked.

Waylon’s expression was glum. “What would Abel do if he knew Emma could not be saved?” he asked.

Luca immediately dropped to his knees. “No, that won’t do, Mr. Waylon! Mr. Abel definitely won’t survive if Ms. Emma dies! He’s already on the brink of death… I might as well die here and be buried with them on Osea too!” he cried out loud. “Please save them, Mr. Waylon. If there’s anyone who can save them, it’s you!”

“I can save Abel, but Emma… She…” Waylon choked.

Luca’s eyes widened. Did that mean that Ms. Emma had…? “What about Mr. Abel? We can’t let him die…”

“I won’t let him die,” Waylon said with determination. “He’s still the father of Emma’s four children.”

“But if Ms. Emma is dead, Mr. Abel would not want to live anymore. He wouldn’t have the willpower to go through surgery and treatment…” Luca worried.

his pocket. “Mix this with

right away!” Luca immediately took the packet from Waylon and mixed it into a drink

was afraid that Abel was about to kick up a fuss about wanting to see Emma again, but he was surprisingly calm this time

to about the children since Emma was not by his side. Luca felt a deep sense of relief knowing

return

we return home

argue about being by Ms. Emma’s side any longer? Did he just say he wanted to return home? Luca

his face. He frowned slightly as he observed Abel wide awake and lying on the bed quietly, but he dared not bring up Emma either. Robert Adelmar had already given Emma his special treatment, but it did not seem to work. Benjamin came over to check on Abel and was surprised

you feeling better?” Benjamin

was just telling Luca I was thinking of returning to Struyria soon. There’s still a lot of things for us to

shock as he

what’s wrong?” Abel looked confused. “Why are you looking at me

answering Abel, Benjamin