The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Waylon quickly closed the door and locked Emmeline outside.

“Abel!”

Emmeline fell on the door. Her entire body was shaking. “What happened to you, Abel? Please tell me!”

“Go away!” In the study, Abel growled. “Don’t come close to me. Don’t let me see you. Go away no!”

“Did the symptoms appear again? Please let me look at you! I can help you!”

“Go away! I’m telling you to go away!”

“I’m here, Emma. I’ll take care of him,” Waylon said to Emmeline through the door. “You should go back to your room.”

“But I want to know Abel’s condition,” Emmeline said while knocking on the door. “Is he in a lot of pain?”

“You can imagine that he is,” Waylon said with a frown. “Abel doesn’t want you to see him. You should leave now. If you don’t, you’ll only agitate him further.”

“…”

taking Abel

Waylon,” Emmeline sobbed, “His body will deteriorate if he keeps on taking

that can stop him from going insane from the pain! We have no other choice!” Waylon

go away

up. “Emma is gone, Abel.

hoarsely

and dragged him out of the study and toward

an hour later, Abel finally calmed down

body was in terrible shape. Blood seeped from the cracks of his skin and

Emma, right?

gasps of air. “I dreamed that I

blurted. “D*mn it!

“Waylon, can I still put my hope in your antidote? I don’t think I can bear

I’m baking a cake? If I can develop the antidote, I can win the

stop sleeping as well? Who knows if she’ll appear in my next dream? As much as I can control myself,

know how to help you!” Waylon said while pinching the bridge of

He did not know what