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.

but feel sorry for her. He picked her

Emmeline on the bed, she opened her eyes and asked,

under control, and

still can’t see me, right? Did the

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

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

dream about you! Does he think he can get around

should feel happy because Abel was still thinking of

can’t tell if he’ll dream about you again. This seriously scares me,”

I didn’t mean to enter his

“In any case, the most urgent problem at hand is the antidote. I should get back

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

a blanket. She did not feel

skilled researcher, she had to admit she

time the sun rose,

at Ryker Group,

for a while and went downstairs to get an ice pack for

pastry chef in

tarts, Ms. Louise. Would you like

but the tarts looked tantalizing, so she took