Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1426 I Don’t Want To Be Separated From You

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.

Maxwell and Kimberly visited their daughter, and Kimberly appeared to be in better spirits. Despite her concerns for her daughter, her emotions remained stable, and her speech was coherent. Emmeline contemplated whether sacrificing herself would somehow improve her mother's condition.

Meanwhile, Abel continued to shuttle between the hospital and the company. After its launch, the first batch of orders for Ryker Group had entered production. At the company, he would change into work. attire and meticulously oversee every aspect of the production line. The quality of the prodicts was paramount for the company's growth, leaving no room for neglect.

He would 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 an authoritative presence. One afternoon, as he emerged from the workshop, Alana approached him.

"Abel, why don't I care for Emma at the hospital, and you can rest in the dormitory?" she suggested.

"No, he replied in a distant and indifferent tone. "Emma might get scared if she doesn't see me!"

Alana was left speechless and felt a tinge of bitterness in her heart but persisted, saying, "You look exhausted. You really should take a break.

Ignoring 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 resentment in her eyes. After arriving at the hospital ward, Abel noticed Emmeline was impeccably dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed. The bed sheets were even neatly folded.

"Emma?" he inquired, puzzled. "What's going on?"

"I've completed the discharge procedures," she said with a flutter of her long lashes. "Tonight, we'll return to our company's dormitory."

"You're not fully recovered yet," he expressed concern. "Please, lie down and rest,"

I'm fine!" she insisted. "If we keep delaying. I'll only hold you back."

"Don't be stubborn. Lie back down." Abel reached out to gently guide her onto the bed.

Emmeline threw herself into his arms, her voice quivering. "Please, let me be discharged. You've been working tirelessly!"

He held her for a moment, contemplating his response. "Alright."

"Promise me you'll let me be discharged. Emmeline's tears streamed down. "Otherwise, I won't cat anything!"

He cupped her face, her determination evident in her gaze. Knowing he couldn't resist her, he kissed her forehead and nodded.

In the car, Emmeline called Tony to inquire about the progress of the World Trade Building project.

"It's nearly complete. Tony reported. "Several suppliers have already approached us for collaboration to establish their brand images."

"Don't forget, I'm a supplier, too. She chuckled. Td like to handle the brand decoration."

"I haven't forgotten." He laughed. "But, Ms. Emmeline, you must provide me with the design renderings. As for the decoration cost, we II take care of it!"

"I won't take advantage of you." Emmeline smiled. "Whatever the cost, I'll cover it."

"But, Emma Tony continued, "When will you join my team?"

"Is there something you need?" she asked.

"First, I'll give you an invitation," he said. "Second, Janie and I are discussing getting married, and we want you to be the bridesmaid. Does that count as something?"

"That's wonderful news, but shouldn't I give you a cash envelope for your wedding? Emmeline laughed.. "How did this get purned around?"