Ambush of the Quadruplets novel 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 

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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. 

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

to him.