The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1357

Chapter 1357 Watch Over

Instantly, Emmeline burst into tears, bawling.

Luca got up and helped Abel, asking, "Are you okay?"

"Luca, are you out of your mind?" Abel gritted his teeth. "Why didn't you just chuck them the wallet? There wasn't much inside it. We go out every day. How can you forget the rules?"

Luca slapped his head in frustration, saying, "I acted in haste and acted before thinking."

"We have Emma with us. What if something happens because of your impulsiveness?" Abel got up but then bent over again with a cry of pain, involuntarily clutching his left rib. "What's wrong?" Luca asked.

"My rib hurts. I think it's broken," Abel said, sweat dripping down his face.

Emmeline burst into tears again. "No, Abel! You have to be okay!"

"I'm fine," Abel said with a smile and pulled her into his arms. "I'm just joking."

Luca, however, saw Abel's face turning pale and understood that he was in extreme pain. He knew Abel's. rib was indeed broken. Despite this, Abel waved at him, indicating that he should keep quiet. He didn't want Emmeline to worry any further.

The three of them hailed a three-wheeled motorbike on the roadside and returned to the hotel.

As they returned to the hotel, Luca was limping. It seemed that his right foot had been injured too.

Abel lay on the bed, his left side in pain, making him reluctant to move even an inch. His face was covered. in cold sweat.

Emmeline prepared a towel, unbuttoned his shirt, and gently wiped his body, only to replace a dark bruise covering his entire left side.

Tears rolled down her cheeks and dropped onto Abel's body.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? I'm perfectly fine." Abel smiled and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Why aren't we going to the hospital?" Emmeline sobbed.

"This kind of injury isn't worth visiting a doctor here. I doubt there's even a decent hospital in this place."

"Is your rib really broken?" Emmeline asked with a trembling voice.

"No, it's not. I was just messing with you. It's just very painful, but a good night's rest will fix it."

"I'll watch over you tonight, then," Emmeline said with teary eyes.

"No, you'll suffer from motion sickness tomorrow if you don't rest properly, and with me in this condition,

I won't be able to take care of you if you get motion sickness."

"To hell with tomorrow. I can't relax until I see you asleep."

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"Alright, I'm worried about you being alone in the adjacent room too. Just stay here."

Emmeline took off her shoes and curled up on Abel's right side, extending her arm around his waist.

She closed her eyes, and tears continued to roll down her cheeks.

Abel seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep as well.

Luca, still concerned, lay on the other bed, keeping watch over the two of them.

In the middle of the night, Luca heard Abel let out a faint groan.

"Abel, what's the matter?" Luca asked softly.

"D"mn. it hurts so much," "Abel whispered with gritted teeth. "Luca, I'll deal with you later."

"It's really on me this time. I acted on impulse. Spare me, Abel. If it weren't for you, they would have beaten me to death."

"With the three of us and the money we have, we have to swallow our pride if necessary. Don't be a hero. Have you forgotten the time we got robbed of half a load of goods?" "How can I forget," Luca said. "It's on me for acting impulsive this time."

Abel groaned softly again.

Luca suggested, "Why don't you come over and sleep on this bed? Sharing with Emmeline might be tiring. for you."

"No need. I can't sleep anyway. What's more, this girl is sound asleep. I don't want to disturb her."

Emmeline's tears welled up in her eyes again.

The next morning, the three of them got up early. Luca bought breakfast.

Abel was feeling much better, although he had a slightly stiff waist, and from time to time, he would instinctively clutch his left side.

Abel teased Emmeline, "You cried so much that your eyes are now puffy. You don't look pretty anymore."

Emmeline bit into her bread, tears still welling up in her eyes again.

"A girl with many tears, indeed," Luca commented.

Emmeline knew full well that Abel had spent the whole night in pain without sleeping.

After breakfast, they hit the road, but their speed was slow.

"Luca, why are you taking your sweet time?" Abel complained. "Haven't you had enough of this sh*thole?"

Luca didn't reply but slightly increased the speed. After about an hour and a half of driving, he parked the car by the side of the road. Abel asked, "What's wrong"