Abel’s expression sank. “Aunt Julianna, my mother wasn’t in the garden when the incident happened.”
“What about Alana?” Julianna asked. “I think there’s something fishy about her!”
“She was at the dance floor with me,” Abel explained somewhat reluctantly.
“Fine, whatever,” Julianna said. “Let’s keep a close eye on our own children and minimize our interactions between families!”
Quite obviously, she was referring to Emmeline and Abel.
The two people seemed awkward.
“Yes, Abel.” Adrien went up to stand beside Emmeline. “I’m very grateful that you saved my son, but what happens after is strictly within our family. You should leave.”
“…”
Abel glanced at Hesperus, sleeping on the hospital bed. The boy was in a better condition than before.
He nodded at Emmeline before stepping out of the ward.
Emmeline could hear his footsteps echo rhythmically down the corridor and into the elevator.
Somehow, she felt vacant inside, as though she and Hesperus had lost a shoulder to lean on.
That’s strange. I thought the father and grandparents of my children are here with me!
Abel stepped out of the hospital. The night wind was blowing fiercely, but he did not feel cold at all.
He took a cigarette and placed it between his lips. He was about to search for a lighter when Luca presented a lighter next to him.
Abel furrowed his brows a little as he took a drag.
The atmosphere in the hospital ward made him uncomfortable.
It made him feel even worse that he had to leave Emmeline and Hesperus there.
However, Adrien was right. Whatever happened next had nothing to do with him.
He was only an outsider.
“Are we going home, Mr. Ryker?” Luca asked.
“Let’s get a drink.” Abel stubbed out the cigarette after taking a few drags. He tossed the cigarette into the trash can and walked toward his car.
Luca turned around and looked at the window where Hesperus’ room was.
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