The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 762

Chapter 762 Mysterious Poison

Fortunately, Emmeline was asleep and had limited strength. She only bit through a thin layer of his skin, but blood was already dribbling out. Abel got up, cleaned his wound with iodine, and put a bandage on it. He then lay back on the bed and took Emmeline into his arms.

Emmeline was still in bed at ten in the morning the following day.

Abel's arm had gone numb due to her weight. She drooled while she was in a deep sleep.

Emmeline was startled once more last night. She only dozed off at dawn. She obviously needed more sleep due to how soundly she slept.

Abel got out of bed and washed up. He lay back in bed and held Emmeline with one arm. He only wanted to be by her side and not feel like going to work.

Kendra had prepared breakfast, but the couples that stayed upstairs still had not made a sound.

Kendra did not call out to them. After they have been separated by life and death for such a long time, it was normal for a couple to act clingy.

However, Waylon had arrived. He was dressed in a suit and looked elegant. This man looked like a king who graced the mansion.

Kendra prepared tea for Waylon before going upstairs to tell Abel.

"Knock, knock," Kendra knocked gently on the door.

Abel did not make a sound. He quietly rose up and opened the door.

Kendra saw that Abel had woken up. He appeared tidy and well-groomed in his black pants and white shirt. The only accessory that was lacking was his tie.


"Shh!" Abel motioned for Kendra to remain silent, fearing that she would wake Emmeline.

Kendra stepped back and whispered, "Mr. Ryker, Mr. Adelmar is here, he's waiting for you downstairs."

"I know."

Abel closed the door behind him and went downstairs. Waylon was dressed in a white suit and sat elegantly on the sofa.

Abel hurriedly greeted him, "Good morning."

Waylon stood up and asked, "Good morning. Is Emma up yet? I came to check on her eyes."

Abel sat down on the sofa and said, "She's still sleeping. Emma struggled to sleep last night because

she was afraid."

"I'll prescribe her some calming and soothing medicine. She'll be fine after taking it."

"I appreciate it, Waylon."

Waylon said, "Emma's eyes are the main problem here. I still don't know what’s going on with her illness."

"Should I wake her up?" Abel asked.

Waylon waved his hand and said, "No, let her sleep a little longer."

"That's fine," Abel nodded. He also wished Emmeline to sleep a little more.

Waylon questioned, "What about you? Did you experience any side effects from ingesting that powder yesterday?"

Abel shook his head and said, "No, I don’t feel anything."

"Really?"

Waylon took his wrist and checked his pulse. Everything was normal. Waylon slightly furrowed his brow and murmured, "Indeed, nothing wrong. What the heck? Why does this powder seem so enigmatic?"

Abel suddenly remembered that last night he had made kasha for Emmeline and went upstairs.

When he entered the room, he saw her naked and headed to the walk-in closet. He felt something when he saw this, but he then abruptly experienced a sharp pain in his internal organs. However, when Emmeline was frightened by him, he tensed up, and the pain disappeared.

Abel thought about it.

Is this considered as the effect of that poison? Since I'm fine, it probably didn't.

Suddenly a sweet voice came from the staircase and asked, "Hubby, are you there?"

Abel and Waylon looked up and saw Emmeline appear on the stairs in her nightgown.

The delicate young woman looked like a lovely flower that bloomed in spring. She looked fresh and charming, but there were more than ten stairs underneath her bare feet. Emmeline was about to take a step with her slender legs.

"Emma, don't move!" Abel cried out, "It's dangerous!"

It was too late, Emmeline had stepped into thin air and fallen from the stairs. Two figures leaped off the sofa and sprinted for the stairs. Abel was closer, so he beat Waylon to catch Emmeline.

"Ugh!" Emmeline finally cried out.

"That was close!"

Abel held her still; a cold sweat had broken out from his nose.

"Who allows you to come out of the room by yourself?" he asked with a mixture of tenderness and anger.