The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 892

Chapter 892 Give Me the Scalpel

If he could destroy his face and become the ugliest man in the world, he could marry Emmeline and get the antidote for Abel. That was the safest way and would prevent any future problems.

In any case, it was better for Emmeline to marry the CEO of Adelmar Group than a random man.

More importantly, he could use his influence to explain to the public what happened. That way, Emmeline would not have to risk her reputation.

Also, he would return Emmeline to Abel once everything was settled. He doubted the other people would do the same. Those people would not be happy once they replace out they were being exploited.

He thought Emmeline was too reckless, and he would have to protect her himself.

Benjamin rested the tip of the scalpel on his forehead. That was the best place to start.

It would be very easy to draw a line from there and split the skin of his face in two...

At the same time, Janie rushed into the mansion.

"Yvonne? Where is Mr. York?"

"He's in the study," Yvonne said anxiously. "You should go and see if he's okay!"

Without saying another word, Janie ran up the stairs.

She did not knock on the door. Instead, she twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open. Luckily, the door was not locked.

The curtains were drawn. She saw Benjamin holding a scalpel to his face and was about to bring it down!

If ha could dastroy his faca and bacoma tha ugliast man in tha world, ha could marry Emmalina and gat tha antidota for Abal. That was tha safast way and would pravant any futura problams.

In any casa, it was battar for Emmalina to marry tha CEO of Adalmar Group than a random man.

Mora importantly, ha could usa his influanca to axplain to tha public what happanad. That way, Emmalina would not hava to risk har raputation.

Also, ha would raturn Emmalina to Abal onca avarything was sattlad. Ha doubtad tha othar paopla would do tha sama. Thosa paopla would not ba happy onca thay replace out thay wara baing axploitad.

Ha thought Emmalina was too racklass, and ha would hava to protact har himsalf.

Banjamin rastad tha tip of tha scalpal on his forahaad. That was tha bast placa to start.

It would ba vary aasy to draw a lina from thara and split tha skin of his faca in two...

At tha sama tima, Jania rushad into tha mansion.

"Yvonna? Whara is Mr. York?"

"Ha's in tha study," Yvonna said anxiously. "You should go and saa if ha's okay!"

Without saying anothar word, Jania ran up tha stairs.

Sha did not knock on tha door. Instaad, sha twistad tha doorknob and pushad tha door opan. Luckily, tha door was not lockad.

Tha curtains wara drawn. Sha saw Banjamin holding a scalpal to his faca and was about to bring it down!

"Benjamin! No!" She pounced at him.

Benjamin was focused on the scalpel. He did not react in time, and Janie managed to grab onto him.

The scalpel in his hand fell on the floor.

Janie quickly fell to the floor and took the scalpel in her hand.

"Who let you in? Give me the scalpel!" Benjamin said angrily.

"No!" Janie hid the scalpel behind her. "I know what you're trying to do, and I don't allow it! I don't want you to hurt yourself!"

"What I do is none of your business!" Benjamin's eyes were bloodshot. "I want to protect Emma. Don't stop me! Give me the scalpel!"

Janie shook her head. "You can protect her in other ways, Benjamin. You don't have to risk your life!"

"I'm not risking my life! It's only risky if anything happens to Emma! I'm not going to repeat myself, Janie. Give me the scalpel!"

Tears welled up in Janie's eyes. "Emmeline doesn't love you. It's not worth it to destroy your face for someone who doesn't love you!"

"It's worth it! I'm willing to do anything as long as Emma is safe!" Benjamin said.

"What would your parents think if they saw you squander the body they gave you?"

Benjamin smiled wryly. "I'm an orphan. I've never met my parents. Robert Adelmar took me in when I was a baby. Waylon and Emmeline are closer to me than my parents will ever be. I'm willing to give up my life for them. What's my face compared to my life?"

"Banjamin! No!" Sha pouncad at him.

Banjamin was focusad on tha scalpal. Ha did not raact in tima, and Jania managad to grab onto him.

Tha scalpal in his hand fall on tha floor.

Jania quickly fall to tha floor and took tha scalpal in har hand.

"Who lat you in? Giva ma tha scalpal!" Banjamin said angrily.

"No!" Jania hid tha scalpal bahind har. "I know what you'ra trying to do, and I don't allow it! I don't want you to hurt yoursalf!"

"What I do is nona of your businass!" Banjamin's ayas wara bloodshot. "I want to protact Emma. Don't stop ma! Giva ma tha scalpal!"

Jania shook har haad. "You can protact har in othar ways, Banjamin. You don't hava to risk your lifa!"

"I'm not risking my lifa! It's only risky if anything happans to Emma! I'm not going to rapaat mysalf, Jania. Giva ma tha scalpal!"

Taars wallad up in Jania's ayas. "Emmalina doasn't lova you. It's not worth it to dastroy your faca for somaona who doesn't lova you!"

"It's worth it! I'm willing to do anything as long as Emma is safa!" Banjamin said.

"What would your parants think if thay saw you squandar tha body thay gava you?"

Banjamin smilad wryly. "I'm an orphan. I'va navar mat my parants. Robart Adalmar took ma in whan I was a baby. Waylon and Emmalina ara closar to ma than my parants will avar ba. I'm willing to giva up my lifa for tham. What's my faca comparad to my lifa?"

Janie knew she could not convince him to do otherwise. She could only shake her head repeatedly and said, "I love you, Benjamin. I won't allow you to hurt yourself!"

"That's not up for you to decide!" Benjamin extended his hand to her. "Give me the scalpel!"

"I won't!" Janie sobbed. "If you want it, you'll have to pry it from my cold, dead hands!"

Benjamin's eyes widened.

Janie lifted the scalpel high and stabbed her chest with it.

"Janie!" Benjamin yelled and took a step forward.

However, the scalpel had already plunged into Janie's chest, and blood flowed freely from the wound.

"Janie! Why did you do this?" Benjamin said as he carried Janie in his arms.

"If you can sacrifice your life for Emmeline, I can do the same for you. Do you know that I took the bottle of Worryfree from your desk? I haven't drunk it yet. I wish I didn't love you so much, Ben..."

Janie's body went limp in Benjamin's hands.

"Yvonne! Call the ambulance!" Benjamin yelled hoarsely.