Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1352

Chapter 1352 He’s Afraid of Losing Her

Abel furrowed his brow, recalling an incident from Emmeline’s second year of high school.

It was a Sunday morning, and he was resting in his bachelor dormitory.

The security guard hurriedly knocked on his door. “Abel, your phone, there’s an emergency at home!”

Abel quickly got up and opened the door. “What happened at home?”

“Your sister got hit by a car and is in critical condition at RetroHealth Community Hospital. They need

you to go right away!”

“How did it happen?” Abel panicked. “Right, I’ll go right away!”

He rushed back to the factory, hastily grabbed the pickup truck for delivering goods, and sped off to

RetroHealth Community Hospital, which was several miles away.

Maxwell had yet to return from his business trip while Kimberly paced anxiously in the corridor.

Seeing Abel, Kimberly grabbed his arm. “Taylor was riding her bike with Emma when they got hit by a

car. Taylor’s okay, but Emma has a ruptured spleen and is bleeding heavily!”

Abel’s mind raced. Massive bleeding? That could be life-threatening!

“What’s the current situation?” he asked.

“She’s in surgery, and Emma needs a blood transfusion! But the hospital doesn’t have her blood type,

and they’re worried it might not arrive in time.”

“What’s Emma’s blood type?”

“AB positive.”

“It’s the same as mine. Use mine for the transfusion!”

“Oh, thank you, Abel,” Kimberly said with relief. “Emma has a chance now!”

Having informed the doctor, everything was ready in a matter of minutes.

Abel lay on the hospital bed next to the operating table, watching his own blood slowly flow into

Emmeline’s body through a transparent IV tube.

She had an oxygen mask on, and under the surgical drapes, she looked like a fragile baby.

Her pale face showed no signs of life, her eyes tightly shut, concealed beneath the shadow of her long

eyelashes.

You have to wake up, Emma, Abel prayed. You have to wake up. You have to wake up!

For the entire three-hour surgery, this was the only thought, the sole belief that occupied Abel’s mind.

The surgery ended, but it would take six more hours for the anesthesia to wear off.

As long as she endured these six hours, Emmeline would have successfully come back from the brink

of death

Time passed by, almost counting in seconds.

The following morning, Emmeline finally weakly opened her eyes and softly uttered her first words,

“Abel…”

Abel choked up and burst into tears. He buried his head in the hospital bed’s sheets to stifle his sobs.

Emmeline gently extended her hand and delicately stroked Abel’s hair. “Abel,” she whispered, “don’t be

afraid, I’m okay.” Her voice still carried the innocence of her sophomore year in high school.

Abel lifted his head, unable to control his tears, and held Emmeline’s small hand to his lips. After a

moment, he sobbed, “Emma, I was so afraid, terrified that you wouldn’t wake up.”

“I knew you were waiting for me,” Emmeline said softly. “I just couldn’t open my eyes. Sometimes, I

could hear your voice, and sometimes there was just emptiness. Now… I can finally see you.”

Abel understood that the emptiness she mentioned was the state of unconsciousness. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He knew she had battled with the Grim Reaper several times, but Death had returned her, given her

back

to him.

“Emma, if you hadn’t woken up, I would have been lost too.”

This once was more than enough. Abel realized what Emmeline represented in his life.

At the age of twelve, he lost his father and was abandoned by his mother.

When he ran back to his grandmother’s house, and his mother was about to send him away again, he

knelt and begged her not to abandon him. He promised not to trouble the family and that he could fend

for himself.

Emmeline’s arrival was the softest and happiest moment amidst all his hardships. He feared living a life

without her.

After dinner, the two of them went to the community garden, and Emmeline told Abel about Benjamin’s

situation.

Abel furrowed his brows slightly. “That Diesel Parker. He can’t be let off the hook just like that.”

“I’m basically alright,” Emmeline said. “It’s a messy situation. Let them handle it themselves. Other than

Benjamin, I don’t want to see any of them.”

“Sorry?” Abel tilted his head, looking at her. “Benjamin?”

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