The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“I’m worried about her, of course!” Waylon huffed. “Are you two still children? I can’t be worried about you all the time!”

Abel had no response to that.

“I should’ve brought Emma to Macsen Villa. None of this would have happened!”

“Even if she goes to Macsen Villa, that’s not going to stop me from dreaming about her, right?” Abel groaned.

Waylon rolled his eyes. He was at a loss for a reply.

Well, I can’t be guarding Abel whenever he sleeps and poking him with a needle whenever he starts dreaming, right?

Abel’s pain gradually subsided in the ice water.

His head was spinning, and he soon fell unconscious.

Waylon took his pulse and concluded that the episode was over. Abel should wake up after sleeping for the night.

But what could they do next?

He remembered Emmeline was still outside the door, so he stood up and went out.

Emmeline was wrapped up in a quilt. She was sleeping while leaning her head against the door.

There were still tears in her eyes.

sorry for her. He picked her up with his arms and

as Waylon placed Emmeline on the bed, she opened her eyes

were under control, and

can’t see me, right? Did the

cracks reopened. It’ll take at least a week this time,”

was about to cry again. “He was about to recover soon. Now he has to start

would have been okay, but he had to dream about you! Does he think

should feel happy because Abel was still

about you again.

can’t blame me. I didn’t mean to

don’t blame you,” Waylon said while patting her head. “In any case, the most urgent problem at hand is the

for Emmeline, watched her drink it, and returned

herself with a blanket. She did not feel sleepy

she was a skilled researcher, she had to admit she

time the sun

the fort at Ryker

thought for a while and went downstairs to get

the pastry chef

made some tarts, Ms. Louise.

had no appetite, but the tarts looked tantalizing, so she took