The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 800

Chapter 801 What's So Good About Love

Waylon realized he should have brought Emmeline to Macsen Villa.

That way, he could prevent Abel's symptoms from flaring up again.

However, he decided to let Emmeline meet Abel tonight. Otherwise, she would throw a tantrum even if he brought her to Macsen Villa.

Emmeline was knocked out until nighttime.

Abel came out of the ice pool in the basement. He sat on the sofa and spoke to Waylon.

He was dressed in a white shirt and black slacks. His face was pale, and he looked lethargic.

"Any leads on the antidote yet?" he asked Waylon.

"It's an antidote, not scrambled eggs. It's not going to be easy," Waylon replied.

Abel was at a loss for a reply.

"How about Anthony? Any news about him?" Waylon said and took a sip of tea.

"What do you think?" Abel leaned his head on the sofa. "That cunning dog."

"If you put it that way," Waylon said. "I guess he's pretty influential if he can make the Imperial Palace practically immune."

"What should I do then?" Abel said. "This is taking a huge toll on me."

"Also..." Waylon said with some difficulty, "Alternating between hot and cold like this is bad for your skin."

"I can feel it," Abel said. "The skin on my legs is cracking."

"That's very painful, isn't it?"

"It's relatively tame compared to Deathly Desire."

"How about this, Abel," Waylon said. "I'll bring Emma to Macsen Villa. The two of you shouldn't see each other for now."

"Why?" Abel straightened himself.

"Do you need to ask why?" Waylon replied. "You can say the drug today was a coincidence, but if you're together with Emmeline... Anything can happen."

Abel was silent for a while. "I don't agree. I don't want to miss her even for one minute."

"How capricious!" Waylon exclaimed. "Can't you suppress your desires for a while?"

"I can't."

"How else can I help you then?"

"I'll try my best," Abel said, "As long as I get to meet Emma."

What's the big deal about love? Sometimes, it feels more like torture!

"Waylon, you'd better not have any funny ideas! I don't want to take Worryfree again! You can take it yourself," Abel suddenly said.

"Do I look like I need Worryfree?" Waylon said nonchalantly. "I'm not the one troubled by love. In any case, I don't believe in love, so I won't be troubled by it!"

"Does your life have any meaning then?" Abel retorted. "If you don't have anyone in your heart, what's the point of controlling the entire Osea?"

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I've actually never thought of that.

Kendra came down the stairs. "Mr. Ryker, Mr. Adelmar. Ms. Louise is awake."

The two men stood up at the same time and ran up the stairs.

They jostled each other as they entered the master bedroom. "Emma?"

Emmeline heard two voices calling her. She was happy to see Abel and Waylon.

"Abel? You're okay now!" she said.

"Mm." Abel strode to the bed and held her hand.

He was about to speak when Waylon coughed deliberately.

Abel quickly pulled his hand back.

Emmeline frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Abel didn't wash his hands. He was polishing his shoes with his hands earlier," Waylon said.

Can't you think of a better excuse? He thought.

I can't think of anything else now. Waylon thought.

"You should wash your hands then," Emmeline said. "Why did you polish your shoes all of a sudden?"

Uh... What should I say? Abel thought.

"He accidentally splashed some water on his shoes while drinking water earlier," Waylon said.

"I think I should go and wash my hands," Abel said.

Suddenly, he had the urge to slather his hands with antiseptic.