The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel hesitated momentarily, then sighed. “Maybe it’s not as bad as you imagine.”

“But… Emmeline’s voice wavered. “I’ve already promised Mom; I can’t break it now!”

He furrowed his brow, contemplating the situation. “You might be right. If we can ease the burden on Aunt Kimberly’s heart, it could help with her depression.”

She said, “It seems like Mom has been hurt before. Has something happened to her in the past?

Abel gently cupped her face, reassuring her, “That’s not something you need to worry about, and it’s certainly not your fault. Don’t dwell on it. As he touched her face, he realized she was running a fever. Concerned, he exclaimed. “Emma, you’re running a fever! I should take you to the hospital!

Emmeline clutched his hand, her eyes welling up with tears. “No! I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to return to the company’s dormitory. I just want you with me.”

He tried to reason with her, saying, “But you have a fever.”

Tears streamed down her face as she admitted. “I don’t want to be separated from you, even if it’s just for a second.”

He held her close, planting a tender kiss on her forehead. “There’s no need to worry, babe. Listen to me. We’ll go to the hospital, and I’ll stay by your side.”

In the hospital’s emergency department, the doctor noted Emmeline’s temperature had reached 103.1 F. prompting the immediate administration of emergency intravenous treatment. She remained in the hospital for three days.

be in better spirits. Despite her concerns for her daughter, her emotions remained stable, and her speech was coherent.

would somehow

its launch, the first batch of orders for Ryker Group had entered production. At the company, he would change into work. attire and

return to the hospital at night, resting on the couch in Emmeline’s ward. His appearance grew gaunt, but his resolve and composure only strengthened, radiating

from the workshop, Alana approached him.

hospital, and

“Emma might get scared if she doesn’t

was left speechless and felt a tinge of bitterness in her heart but

her, he donned white quality inspection gloves and headed toward the parking lot. His determined and haughty figure held her gaze, a mix of love, desire, and a trace of

was impeccably dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed. The bed sheets were even

inquired, puzzled.

with a flutter of her long lashes. “Tonight, we’ll return to

yet,” he expressed concern. “Please, lie down and

we keep delaying. I’ll only hold you

stubborn. Lie back down.” Abel reached out to gently guide her

her voice quivering. “Please, let me

a moment, contemplating his