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.

help but feel sorry for her.

the bed, she

time. The symptoms were under control,

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

It’ll take at least a week this

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

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

hear that. She wondered if she should feel happy because Abel was still

tell if he’ll dream about you again. This seriously scares me,” Waylon

didn’t mean to enter

blame you,” Waylon said while patting her head. “In any case, the most urgent problem at hand is the antidote. I should get back

poured a glass of warm water for Emmeline, watched

blanket. She

though she was a skilled researcher, she

time the sun rose, her

she had to hold the fort at Ryker Group,

went downstairs to get an

met the pastry

tarts, Ms. Louise. Would you like to

no appetite, but the tarts looked tantalizing,