Ambush of the Quadruplets

Chapter 1457 A Tough Guy

Emmeline sat up and gently touched Abel’s face in the darkness. “Abel.”

He instinctively embraced her and reassured her in a hoarse voice, “I’m here, Emma. You don’t need to

bet afraid.”

“You have a fever, she whispered anxiously. “Wake up.”

“It’s fine. I’m okay,” he mumbled. “I just need some rest. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

She cried out in distress. “You’re burning up. You can’t continue like this!

He didn’t respond. She didn’t know if he had fallen asleep or lost consciousness due to the high fever,

She quickly turned on the flashlight on her phone and made her way to the bathroom, relying on the

light to guide her.

She wet a towel with cold water and returned to place it on Abel’s forehead.

Despite Emmeline’s efforts, his body temperature continued to rise.

She fumbled in the dark for the door and descended to the first floor, following the dim emergency

lights in the corridor.

As she walked down the dark and unfamiliar corridor, the wind howled outside, and she felt as if she

were trapped in a nightmare.

The hotel receptionist was dozing off at the counter. Emmeline woke her up and asked for some

medication to treat the fever.

After returning to her room on the fourth floor, Emmeline dissolved the pill in a glass of warm water and

fed it to Abel.

Gradually, he began to sweat.

She unbuttoned his pajamas and used a towel to wipe the sweat off him.

As his fever rapidly subsided, it eventually disappeared by dawn.

She had spent the entire night taking care of him without sleep.

The wind and rain had stopped. As she looked out the window, she saw that the harbor had been

ravaged. by the storm.

Abel was still asleep.

She carefully removed the bandage from his shoulder, only to discover that the wound had reopened

and become infected.

After they had returned to their hotel room in the rain the previous night, she led treated his wound with

the iodine she had brought from home and rebandaged it.

However, the rainwater carried a large number of bacteria, so Abel needed to go to the hospital for

intravenous treatment.

Since he was still unconscious, Emmeline went to the hotel restaurant to buy breakfast.

As soon as she returned to the room, she was greeted by Abel’s tall figure.

He was standing by the window, blocking the morning light with his upright posture.

He was talking to someone from the company on his phone.

After a few words, he hung up and turned around when he heard footsteps behind him.

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He looked exhausted, but seemed better than the previous night as his eyes shone brightly at her.

His pajamas remained unbuttoned, revealing his toned chest. An unlit cigarette hung between his lips.

He was tall, powerful, attractive, and captivating. Emmeline was momentarily mesmerized by him.

Abel raised the lighter in his hand towards his face, preparing to light the cigarette as he lowered his

head.

At that moment, she reached out and snatched the cigarette from him. “We’re going to the hospital

after breakfast.”

He chuckled heartily as he stared at her affectionately. “Since when did the little girl become such a

bossy woman?”

She scolded, “Stop it. You had a high fever last night. You worried me to death.”

Abel frowned. “I had no idea.”

Emmeline glared at him sternly. You’re hopeless.”

He laughed. “Was I?”

“And you’re also cold and insensitive, like a machine.”

After breakfast, Emmeline insisted that he go to the hospital to treat his wound.

He pondered for a moment. She’s right. It’s a serious wound.

He was in no condition to travel back like this. What if he had another–fever on the way? It could be

disastrous.

Besides, he needed to go to Chrome Group to apologize. It wouldn’t be good for him if he didn’t feel

well.

The two of them found a private clinic near the harbor.

The doctor treated the wound and rehandaged it before giving Abel an intravenous injection.

In the afternoon, Abel dealt with Chrome Group.

Alana cafled unexpectedly. He furrowed his brow as he answered, “What’s up?”

“Mr. Ryker,” she greeted him and got straight to the point. “Are you in Fortuna now?”

“Yes,” he replied coldly.

“Is Emmeline with you?”

“Why do you want to know?” The crease between his brows deepened. “How does it concern you?”

“Someone is looking for her,” she explained. “I’m just passing on a message.”

“Who?” Abel had a bad feeling. Please don’t let it be Albus.

Alana’s response confirmed his suspicion. “His name is Albus. Albus Zeller.”

“D“mn it!” He muttered under his breath. “Ask him why he’s looking for Emma.”

“He said he’s been trying to call her, but her phone is always off.” Alana elaborated, “It seems like he

wants to discuss the engagement with her.”

Abel clenched his teeth. Thank goodness I brought Emuna with me! I won’t let her face this trouble

alone.

As anger darkened Abel’s face, Emmeline took his phone. “Please tell Albus that I’ll be back in a few

days, and not to call me for no reason.”

“Do you have to stay there that long?” Alana complained. “It’s already the third day. Why do you need a

few more days?”

“I don’t have to report to you.” Emmeline coldly hung up.