“Oh,” the owner finally snapped back to reality. “You’re looking for Kendra. She took the afternoon off.”
“Took off?” Abel furrowed his brow. “Is everything okay with her?”
Emmeline, standing behind him, grew tense. Kendra and Quincy, could something be wrong?
“Her daughter had a high fever,” the owner said. “She went to the hospital for an IV drip.”
“Do you know which hospital?” Abel asked.
“The private one across the street,” the owner pointed a finger.
Abel turned around and walked towards the door, with Emmeline hurrying to keep up with him.
Kendra and Quincy were alone and vulnerable, and Emmeline couldn’t bear the thought of something happening to them. She hurried across the street to the small private hospital and found the pediatric observation room.
Sure enough, she saw Kendra holding Quincy in her arms, with an IV drip in her head as she slept soundly.
Then, a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in Kendra’s line of sight.
Without guessing, she knew who it was.
Kendra suddenly looked up.
“Mr… Mr. Abel?” Kendra tried to sit up and hold Quincy, but the IV line was tangled up.
“Don’t move,” Abel pressed her back gently. “Be careful of the child.”
“How did you find us here?” Kendra was a little excited.
“I heard from the owner at the ravioli shop,” Abel said. “I told you to call me if you have any difficulties, why didn’t you?”
“I’m fine,” Kendra lowered her eyes, tears welling up in them. “Quin just has a cold. You don’t have to bother, Mr. Abel.”
“Kendra,” Abel said with a hint of bitterness. “Although you used to work for me, we’re still friends. Don’t make it so awkward.”
“I know, I’ve always been grateful to Mr. Abel and Ms. Emmeline,” Kendra said despondently, “but now that Ms. Emmeline is gone, things have changed. It’s better for me to keep my distance from Mr. Abel to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings.”
“Things have changed?” Abel furrowed his brow. “Are you talking about Evelyn?”
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