The Quadruplets Are Mine?

After Emmeline watched Abel go to the bathroom, she asked Waylon, "Waylon, did you knock me out earlier?"

"Mm." Waylon did not hide it from her.

"Why?" Emmeline asked, feeling aggrieved. "You made me sleep for so long. Didn't you promise me you'll bring me to the hospital to visit my husband?"

"I'm not too familiar with the roads here," Waylon said. "You were so noisy earlier, and I nearly ran a red light because of you."

It was Emmeline's turn to be speechless.

"In any case, Abel is okay now, isn't he?" Waylon said. "You didn't have to worry about anything while you were sleeping."

"…"

I guess you're right? When I woke up, everything was okay.

When Abel came out of the bathroom, Emmeline stretched her arms toward him.

Abel was surprised. She's not asking me to hug her, right?

Emmeline said, "Let me touch you, Abel."

"Why? I feel perfectly fine," Abel said.

"I want to confirm for myself that you're okay. They all say that you're okay, and I can't see it for myself."

"Don't you trust your husband and elder brother?"

She's right for not trusting us. We're all lying to her. Waylon thought.

"It's not that," Emmeline said while waving her arms in midair. "Can't I touch my own husband even if I have no good reason?"



"Abel, why don't you let Emma touch you? You'll be fine," Waylon said.

Abel glared at him. Aren't you worried that my Deathly Desire will be triggered? You pamper her too much! I mean, I pamper her too…

Abel gritted her teeth, leaned close to the bed, and let Emmeline touch him.

Emmeline stood up and touched Abel's head. It was whole.

She touched his face and did not feel any scars.

She held on to him and got off the bed. Starting from his shoulders, she touched every inch of his body down to his heels.

"You're okay!"

"Didn't I tell you I'm okay?" Abel said while exhaling heavily.

Emmeline smiled and pecked Abel's cheek, which made him shudder involuntarily.

"Let's go downstairs," Waylon said while pulling Abel away. "You should cook dinner for Emma!"

"I want to go downstairs too," Emmeline stretched out her arms again. "Carry me, Abel."

Abel was surprised. He had to suppress his desires as much as possible. The pain would make him want to die!

"Well, Emma, you know that Abel just got discharged from the hospital, right?" Waylon said. "His strength hasn't recovered fully. Why not… I carry you downstairs?"

Before Emmeline could answer, Abel bent over, picked Emmeline up, and ran down the stairs.

"I'm carrying a log. I'm carrying a log…"

"Hubby, what are you saying?" Emmeline asked while leaning onto his chest.

"Oh! I was wondering what I should cook for dinner!" Abel replied.