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.

not help but feel sorry for her. He picked her up

the bed, she opened her eyes and

this time. The symptoms were under control, and he should wake up

he still can’t see me, right? Did

cracks reopened. It’ll take at least

again. “He was about to recover soon.

about you! Does he think he can get around

feel happy because Abel was still thinking of her, or feel sorry

if he’ll dream about you again. This seriously

didn’t mean to enter his dreams,”

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

glass of warm water for Emmeline, watched her drink

with a blanket. She did not feel sleepy

skilled researcher, she

sun rose, her

fort at Ryker Group, she

while and went downstairs to get an ice pack

met the pastry

Louise. Would you like to try

the tarts looked tantalizing, so she took