The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 759

Chapter 759 Hubby Would Cook for You

Waylon chuckled and remarked, "Abel, you are really attentive indeed. In addition to leaving no scars, the ointment I made promotes faster hair growth."

"Thank you," Abel stood up and bowed to Waylon.

Waylon asked with a wave of his hand, "Hehe, why are you still treating me with such politeness?"

Benjamin giggled on the couch and teased, "The problem is that Abel is worried you'll return and complain to Master Adelmar. His status as a son-in-law will be in jeopardy if Master Adelmar is dissatisfied with his performance."

Abel scolded him and cast a razor-sharp glance at him, saying, "You jinx! Which aspect of me failed to live up to expectations as a good son-in-law?"

Waylon said, "Alright, alright. For the sake of you risking your life to save Emma, I will speak highly of you in front of my father. Don't stress about it."

Abel felt embarrassed, and he protested, "I really didn't mean it like that. Waylon, I just wanted to sincerely thank you."

Waylon chuckled aloud in response, "Hahaha, you actually took it seriously!"

The food had just been delivered to them by Nimbus Hotel at this point.

Abel said, "You guys should enjoy the food. I'll go upstairs and keep an eye on Emma."

Waylon and Benjamin did not attempt to talk sense into him. They were aware that Abel must be anxious about Emmeline. It is said that when somebody is in love, material things become irrelevant to them; this must be the case.

Kendra's eyes had turned red when she noticed Abel had reentered the room. She said, "Ms. Louise has lost so much weight; she must have suffered a lot."

Abel's eyes started to tear up as well. He urged, "You should watch Quin now. I will look after Emma."

"Sure," Kendra replied with a light nod. She left and gently shut the door.

Abel remained by Emmeline's bedside and fixed his unblinking gaze on her.

After an hour, the sound of a car engine started coming from the yard. Benjamin and Waylon had left, and they did not disturb Abel.

Abel was still infatuated with watching his wife by the bedside.

Emmeline moved slightly and hummed twice with her nose.

Abel was overjoyed, and he quickly called out to her, "Emma, are you awake? Are you hungry or thirsty? I'm here for you."

Emmeline slowly opened her eyes and fixed her foggy gaze on the ceiling. She waved her hands in the air and wondered, "Hubby, where are you?"

Abel bent down and scooped her up into his arms. He hugged her tightly and comforted her, saying, "I'm here. I haven't moved a single step away from your

side."

Emmeline hugged his waist and curled up in his arms. She whispered, "It's nice. I'm finally back by your side."

Abel muttered, "Hmmm."

He hugged her and kissed her forehead. Emmeline raised her head against his chin and searched for his lips.

Abel kissed her. He explored her mouth with his tongue and held Emmeline as they lay down in bed. The two were tightly entwined. Their bodies yearned for each other.

Abel was about to roll over when a thud came from the bedside table. The water glass had dropped to the ground and shattered on the floor.

"The water glass fell on the floor," Emmeline said, and she was startled by the noise.

"Don't worry about it," Abel whispered.

"It's dangerous to leave broken glass lying around on the ground."

Abel was compelled to get up and call housekeeping to clean up.

After the broken glass was cleaned up, their passion turned into tenderness. Abel poured Emmeline another cup of warm water and fed it to her.

Abel asked, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten anything and have been sleeping for a while."

"If I'm not mistaken, you haven't eaten either?"

Emmeline nestled in his arms and gently rubbed his stomach.

Abel held her hand and said, "Mhm, I just wanted to watch over you, so I didn't feel hungry."

Emmeline giggled and pinched him. She said, "But I'm hungry now. Go make some food for us."

"Okay, sure."

Abel lowered his head and indulgently kissed her lips. He said, "You should stay on the bed and be good. I'll cook for you."

"I crave ravioli too," Emmeline said as her charming and misty eyes curled into a crescent shape.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

Abel went downstairs after that.

Emmeline groped around and got up. She wanted to seize the opportunity to take a shower.

Otherwise, Abel would help her later. She did not want to exhaust him because that would make her feel bad for him.

Emmeline was familiar with every corner of the bedroom. She even knew how many steps it took from one place to another. She accurately made her way into the bathroom, took off her pajamas, and turned on the showerhead.