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

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

this time. The symptoms were under

wakes up, he still can’t see me, right? Did the condition of his body worsen?” Emmeline asked while

It’ll take at least a week

“He was about to recover soon.

would have been okay, but he had to dream about you! Does he think he can get around Deathly

hear that. She wondered if she should feel happy because Abel was still thinking of her, or feel

tell if he’ll dream about you again. This seriously scares

can’t blame me. I didn’t mean

said while patting her head. “In any case, the most urgent problem at

a glass of warm water for Emmeline, watched her drink it,

herself with a blanket. She

a skilled researcher, she had to admit she was

the time the sun rose, her

she had to hold the fort at Ryker Group, she had to

and went downstairs to get an ice pack for her

the pastry chef in the

some tarts, Ms. Louise. Would you like

had no appetite, but the tarts looked