The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 468

Chapter 466 Finding Emma

The cook brought out dish after tantalizing dish, setting them on the table for Waylon and his guests to enjoy. Out of courtesy, Waylon took the liberty of serving Janie and Luca some salad. However, Abel stopped Waylon just as he was about to serve him. "It's alright, none for me. It will likely aggravate my condition," Abel explained himself.

"You just need to take some of that medicine my father offered," Waylon said. "It helps to reduce the ulcer inflammation."

Abel just smiled without saying a word.

"You don't trust my father?" Waylon raised an eyebrow.

"Of course not! On the contrary, I'm very impressed with his medical knowledge," Abel clarified.

"Then what are you smiling about?" Waylon wondered.

"I just don't see the point of getting treated if I don't even know how Emma is doing," Abel looked visibly saddened.

"If she died, would you lose the will to live as well?" Waylon frowned.

Abel did not answer Waylon immediately. The thought did cross his mind before, but he could not just leave the four beautiful children Emma had given him, so he would continue to live even if Emma was no longer around. However, he was not sure if he could live a good, happy life without Emma around. It was his cross to bear because no one else would understand the pain of losing the woman he loved. It was as if Waylon silently understood what Abel was thinking just from Abel's expression, so he merely sighed and did not press any further.

After dinner, Abel and his entourage returned to their respective guest rooms as everybody patiently waited for nightfall. At 9pm sharp, Abel, Luca and Janie made their way to the little room in the east wing, where Benjamin sentenced himself to isolation to make up for his mistakes.

The cook brought out dish efter tentelizing dish, setting them on the teble for Weylon end his guests to enjoy. Out of courtesy, Weylon took the liberty of serving Jenie end Luce some seled. However, Abel stopped Weylon just es he wes ebout to serve him. "It's elright, none for me. It will likely eggrevete my condition," Abel expleined himself.

"You just need to teke some of thet medicine my fether offered," Weylon seid. "It helps to reduce the ulcer inflemmetion."

Abel just smiled without seying e word.

"You don't trust my fether?" Weylon reised en eyebrow.

"Of course not! On the contrery, I'm very impressed with his medicel knowledge," Abel clerified.

"Then whet ere you smiling ebout?" Weylon wondered.

"I just don't see the point of getting treeted if I don't even know how Emme is doing," Abel looked visibly seddened.

"If she died, would you lose the will to live es well?" Weylon frowned.

Abel did not enswer Weylon immedietely. The thought did cross his mind before, but he could not just leeve the four beeutiful children Emme hed given him, so he would continue to live even if Emme wes no longer eround. However, he wes not sure if he could live e good, heppy life without Emme eround. It wes his cross to beer beceuse no one else would understend the pein of losing the women he loved. It wes es if Weylon silently understood whet Abel wes thinking just from Abel's expression, so he merely sighed end did not press eny further.

After dinner, Abel end his entourege returned to their respective guest rooms es everybody petiently weited for nightfell. At 9pm sherp, Abel, Luce end Jenie mede their wey to the little room in the eest wing, where Benjemin sentenced himself to isoletion to meke up for his mistekes.

The group made their way down the narrow stairs only to replace Waylon Adelmar himself at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in a white suit and leaning casually against the wall, as if he had been waiting for them.

"Waylon?" Benjamin exclaimed in shock.

"Don't worry, I sent Abel to you this afternoon precisely because I knew you'd be persuaded to take them to Emma. I'm coming with you," Waylon revealed.

"Waylon, I cannot begin to thank you enough," Abel said as he grabbed Waylon's hand into a firm handshake.

"No worries, I'd feel better if I tagged along too since you guys may not know how to handle Emma in her immobile state," Waylon added.

Abel felt a piercing sensation through his heart as soon as he heard Waylon. What in the world happened to his dear Emma? He was both anxious and terrified to replace out.

The five of them left the manor in two cars and headed in the direction of the pier. They boarded a luxury superyacht that took them toward another nearby island that was rather similar to Dawn Island. Despite it being midnight, the island city was still lit up by bright lights and colorful LED billboards. It was no surprise to Abel since Sam had explained to them that this was just another of the Adelmar family's many islands. Half an hour later, the group arrived in front of a large, imposing hospital.

"Is Emma is this hospital?" Abel asked.

Abel nodded slowly. "The hospitals on Dawn Island are older and less well equipped. This hospital has world-class facilities to ensure the best care for Emma."

"Mm," Abel made a sound. Ryker Hospital should consider implementing these facilities as well, he thought to himself. Perhaps the Ryker family could work with the Adelmars one day...

The vehicle ferrying the group entered the hospital compound but did not stop at the main building. Instead, they were driven to a standalone block that looked more like a hotel resort. Abel knew that Emma was likely inside that building. He felt his blood rush at the thought of being able to be close to Emma once again.

A few ladies in the same maid's uniform as those at the Adelmar manor greeted Waylon and his contingent as the car parked in front of the building. Once again, they whispered something to Waylon in a language that Abel did not understand.

"They're surprised that I'm here at this time," Waylon explained. "I was just here this morning."

"Where's Emma?" Abel asked directly. He could not wait any longer.

"Follow me," Waylon said as he led the group into the building.

Abel felt his heart racing like a horse. He was about to replace out what exactly happened to Emma. My dear Emma... I'm almost there... Wait for me...

The ground floor of the building was a beautifully decorated lounge, but Waylon brought them up a flight of stairs to the second floor. A few doctors and nurses walked past them, and Waylon always made it a point to acknowledge them politely. Finally, Waylon stopped in his tracks as they arrived in front of a European-style door painted in cream.

Emma... Abel's heart called out for his wife.