The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1344

Chapter 1344 Georg von Trapp

Waylon rushed over in a hurry. As soon as he entered, he saw Sam assisting Emmeline, who was lying half-

conscious on the floor.

He quickly picked Emmeline up and carried her to the nearby bedroom.

"What happened to Ms. Emmeline?" Sam asked worriedly. "Look at her complexion; it's sallow."

"She's exhausted," Waylon said as he held Emmeline's wrist, carefully checking her pulse.

After a few moments, he suddenly raised his eyebrows. "Emma is pregnant, and it sounds like she's expecting triplets, all girls!"

"Shut up!" Sam exclaimed joyfully. "That's wonderful! Ms. Emmeline is pregnant with triplets, and they're all girls!"

But in the next second, she cried, "Mr. Abel, did you hear that? Ms. Emmeline is expecting three daughters. You must wake up soon!" Waylon administered a treatment for Emmeline and instructed the kitchen to prepare nourishing soup.

When Emmeline woke up, she drank a bowl of nourishing soup and felt her strength returning.

It was then that Waylon spoke to her, "Einma, you mustn't overexert yourself. You're already pregnant; you need to take extra care."

"What?" Emmeline suddenly sat up. "What did you say? I'm pregnant?"

"Yes," Waylon nodded, "and it seems to be triplets. From what I heard, they're girls."

Emmeline burst into tears. "Abel has been hoping for this. He wanted three more daughters. He said he wanted to be like Georg von Trapp, having seven children. But now... Oh, Abel, please wake up soon. We have daughters now."

Just then, the door swung open, and Luca stood in the doorway, saying, "Mr. Waylon, Ms. Emmeline, I think Mr. Abel's eyes moved!"

Emmeline immediately sprang out of bed without a word and rushed to the medical research room.

Waylon followed closely behind.

Arriving at the bedside, Emmeline leaned over the edge of the bed. Abel's eyes were still closed. He showed no signs of awakening at all.

"I swear I wasn't lying, Ms. Emmeline," Luca hurriedly said, "I saw Mr. Abel's eyes move just now,"

"Abel, Abel?" Emmeline held his large hand and called softly, "Can you hear me? I'm right here with you.

"Abel, wake up. I have good news for you. We have daughters now, three of them. You've finally become Georg von Trapp. We'll have seven children like the von Trapps. Please wake up....” Abel's eyelids indeed fluttered for a moment.

Emmeline, Waylon, Sam, and Luca all held their breath in anticipation.

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The next moment, Abel slowly, very slowly, opened his eyes.

"Abel!" Emmeline embraced him tightly, tears of joy streaming down her face. "You're finally awake!" "Which world is this?" Abel's voice was low, his gaze distant. "Are you talking to me, Emma?" "Abel," Emmeline cradled his face, "it's me, your wife, Emma. What are you talking about? What world?"

"Are you really Emma?" Abel turned to look at her. "You look exactly the same. Which world's Emma are you?"

Emmeline was becoming increasingly bewildered. She turned to Waylon and asked, "Waylon, what is Abel talking about?"

"His consciousness hasn't fully returned." Waylon frowned. "He must still be in another parallel world, entangled with you."

"Another parallel world?" Emmeline was puzzled. "Does it really exist?"

"The Adelmar Clan has this method," Waylon said. "I'll try to send you to replace Abel."

"This..." Emmeline frowned. "Is it really possible?"

"Have you forgotten Trevor Ywain, who worked as an herbalist for our father?" Waylon said. "If he hadn't stolen the Adelmar Clan's mystic arts, could he have become Master Ywain in Struyria?" "That's true," Emmeline said. "I've heard he actually had some real abilities."

Waylon said, "I'll give it a try. I've studied this mystic art, but I've never used it."

"What do you mean?" Emmeline was puzzled. "Do I also have to go to another parallel world?"

"More accurately, we're both already there, but we're living out different life stories," Waylon explained. "In that world, you and Abel have another romantic relationship. I'll send you to take a look."