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.

feel sorry for her. He picked her up with

bed, she opened her eyes and asked, “Waylon,

were under control, and he should wake up

right? Did the condition of his body worsen?” Emmeline asked while

take at least a week this

“He was about to recover soon. Now he has

you! Does he think he can get around

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

I can’t tell if he’ll dream about you

mean to enter his

her head. “In any case, the most urgent problem at hand is the antidote.

water for Emmeline, watched her

a blanket. She did not feel sleepy at

was a skilled researcher, she

time the sun rose, her

fort at Ryker Group, she had

thought for a while and went downstairs to get

met the pastry chef

made some tarts, Ms. Louise.

appetite, but the tarts