The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 841

"If there's no antidote available for three to five years," Emmeline glanced at Luca, "Does that mean Abel and I will grow apart? Won't we end up waiting for each other indefinitely?" "It's not that serious, right?" Luca scratched his head, feeling embarrassed. "It's a big deal...you can only observe from a distance, but you can't participate... That's all." Observing at a distance?

That's all?

Emmeline pouted, feeling both ashamed and angry. "Well then, just you wait. Today, I'll transfer Sam back to Adelmar Island so you won't even have the chance to observe from afar!" Luca was speechless.

"Slap!" He slapped his head.

Why did he feel like he kept saying the wrong things since yesterday?

"That's enough." Emmeline said, "I was just joking with you, I won't bring Sam to Adelmar Island."

"Then that's good," Luca replied.

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was being too obvious and felt embarrassed.

"However," Emmeline continued, "I intend to marry her off sooner, and she will not be permitted to remain single,"

Get married?

Luca was taken aback. He would not be able to marry someone else.

Wasn't he still there?

He did not dare to talk about this with Emmeline.

It was better to wait for Abel to wake up and let him decide. Plus, it was easier to talk with men.

The following day, Abel remained unconscious.

Emmeline gently held his wrist, searching for his pulse.

The pulse came and went, indicating that the toxicity was gradually subsiding.

Feeling slightly relieved, she sat beside the bathtub, cradling Abel's hand in her small palm.

His hand was exquisitely shaped, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, exuding an inexplicable allure.

Just like him, despite being stained with blood, he could not hide his striking good looks.

His chest was strong, his waistline defined, and his abdominal muscles taut.

His legs were lean yet powerful.

Emmeline could not help but gaze at him, her heart secretly fluttering.

"Knock! Knock!" A sudden knock reverberated through the basement door.

Luca rose from the bathroom and approached the door cautiously. Speaking in a hushed voice, he asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me," Kendra's voice responded from the other side.

Luca opened the door, but Kendra hesitated to enter. She remained at the doorway, saying, "I'm looking for Miss Emmeline."

Luca returned to the bathroom and informed Emmeline of Kendra's arrival.

Emmeline immersed Abel's hand in the ice water before heading out to meet Kendra.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"Oscar called just now," Kendra explained. "He was trying to reach Abel, but his phone was switched off, so he called the landline instead." "Oscar?" Emmeline was taken aback. Why would Oscar suddenly want to contact Abel?

"What did Oscar say?"

"Oscar seemed quite furious," Kendra said. "He simply mentioned that he's waiting at Ryker's place and told Oscar to hurry over."

"But look at Abel's condition. How would he get there?" Emmeline furrowed her brows.

"Who knows?" Kendra expressed her worry. "Miss Emmeline, what should we do now?" "I'll go there," Emmeline stated. "It's not a big deal."

"Why don't you inform the Levan Mansion?" Kendra suggested. "Let Lewis go there."

"But what can I do then?" Emmeline responded. "It's better not to involve the Levan Mansion in Abel's poisoning to spare everyone unnecessary worry." "Yeah, you're right," Kendra nodded in agreement.

However, as Emmeline prepared to visit Oscar, she could not shake off a sense of unease.

They said the old man was difficult to handle.

"Don't worry about me," Emmeline reassured Kendra, noticing her concern. "I've dealt with Oscar a few times before, and everything turned out fine." "Please be careful, Miss Emmeline," Kendra insisted.

"Alright," Emmeline acknowledged and headed upstairs to change her clothes.

As she turned around, Waylon stood on the stairs.

He appeared handsome and dashing, but there were dark circles under his eyes.

Since they moved the laboratory here yesterday, Waylon had been tirelessly researching the antidote day and night.

He had a headache at the moment and wanted to step outside for some fresh air when he overheard their conversation.

"Are you going to meet Oscar?" he asked Emmeline.

"The old man suddenly wants to see Abel," Emmeline informed. "I have to go for him."

"That old man is not an easy person to deal with," Waylon commented, furrowing his brows.

Emmeline was well aware of this fact, knowing that Waylon had a conflict with Oscar for over a decade.

"But don't worry," Waylon assured her. "I'll have your back."

"Alright," Emmeline nodded. "I know. You don't have to worry about me."