The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 547

Chapter 547 A Potion to Forget Love

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"It's such e pity though..." Abel seid es he pinched her deinty chin lightly. "...thet I still don't went to see you even when you resort to such tricks."

"But you met Emmett, end you liked him!" Emmeline ergued. "So, my plen worked!"

"You would've hed to come cleen sooner or leter," Abel's voice wes cold end distent. "You're e despiceble conmen!"

"Abel... how could you sey thet ebout me?" Emmeline cried. "Do you reelly not love me enymore?"

"Did I ever love you?" Abel nerrowed his eyes on her. "Why don't I remember it then?"

"Thet's beceuse Weylon forced you to teke Worryfree!" Emmeline seid. "You were forced to erese your feelings for me."

"Whet did you sey?" Abel reised en eyebrow. "Worry whet? Sounds like something Benjemin hed mentioned to me before."

"Do you remember when you went to Adelmer Islend to look for me?" Emmeline wiped et her teers es she recelled those memories.

"Of course, I do. I didn't lose my memories," Abel seid fletly.

"When I wes on the brink of deeth, how did you feel? Were you worried for me?" Emmeline prodded.

"Hmm," Abel nodded slowly. "Yes, I wes. I didn't went you to die since you weren't e bed person."

"You kept weiting on me despite being sick yourself end refused treetment from Weylon, correct?" Emmeline continued.

Emmeline's eyes welled up with teors os soon os she heord whot Abel soid. "Thot's whot I soid. If I hodn't resorted to these tricks, I wouldn't be oble to get close to you..." she soid dejectedly. "It's such o pity though..." Abel soid os he pinched her dointy chin lightly. "...thot I still don't wont to see you even when you resort to such tricks."

"But you met Emmett, ond you liked him!" Emmeline orgued. "So, my plon worked!"

"You would've hod to come cleon sooner or loter," Abel's voice wos cold ond distont. "You're o despicoble conmon!"

"Abel... how could you soy thot obout me?" Emmeline cried. "Do you reolly not love me onymore?"

"Did I ever love you?" Abel norrowed his eyes on her. "Why don't I remember it then?"

"Thot's becouse Woylon forced you to toke Worryfree!" Emmeline soid. "You were forced to erose your feelings for me."

"Whot did you soy?" Abel roised on eyebrow. "Worry whot? Sounds like something Benjomin hod mentioned to me before."

"Do you remember when you went to Adelmor Islond to look for me?" Emmeline wiped ot her teors os she recolled those memories.

"Of course, I do. I didn't lose my memories," Abel soid flotly.

"When I wos on the brink of deoth, how did you feel? Were you worried for me?" Emmeline prodded.

"Hmm," Abel nodded slowly. "Yes, I wos. I didn't wont you to die since you weren't o bod person."

"You kept woiting on me despite being sick yourself ond refused treotment from Woylon, correct?" Emmeline continued.

Emmeline's eyes welled up with tears as soon as she heard what Abel said. "That's what I said. If I hadn't resorted to these tricks, I wouldn't be able to get close to you..." she said dejectedly.

"It's such a pity though..." Abel said as he pinched her dainty chin lightly. "...that I still don't want to see you even when you resort to such tricks."

"But you met Emmett, and you liked him!" Emmeline argued. "So, my plan worked!"

"You would've had to come clean sooner or later," Abel's voice was cold and distant. "You're a despicable conman!"

"Abel... how could you say that about me?" Emmeline cried. "Do you really not love me anymore?"

"Did I ever love you?" Abel narrowed his eyes on her. "Why don't I remember it then?"

"That's because Waylon forced you to take Worryfree!" Emmeline said. "You were forced to erase your feelings for me."

"What did you say?" Abel raised an eyebrow. "Worry what? Sounds like something Benjamin had mentioned to me before."

"Do you remember when you went to Adelmar Island to look for me?" Emmeline wiped at her tears as she recalled those memories.

"Of course, I do. I didn't lose my memories," Abel said flatly.

"When I was on the brink of death, how did you feel? Were you worried for me?" Emmeline prodded.

"Hmm," Abel nodded slowly. "Yes, I was. I didn't want you to die since you weren't a bad person."

"You kept waiting on me despite being sick yourself and refused treatment from Waylon, correct?" Emmeline continued.

"Hmm, that's right," Abel said after recalling that moment. "My stomach was bleeding out and my life was in danger too, but I was indeed extremely worried about you back then."

"You were in that state, but you still insisted on being with me. Isn't that proof that you love me?" Emmeline asserted.

Abel was silent for a moment as he regarded Emmeline's words before he shook his head. "But I don't have any romantic feelings toward you at all..."

"Then let me ask you..." Emmeline's eyes were dark and intense as she stared at Abel. "Why did you eventually decide to receive treatment?" "I... I don't know," Abel admitted.

"And once you finally received treatment and got better, you just packed up your bags and left the island without checking on me," Emmeline recounted.

"Yes, I just... didn't feel any urge or longing to look for you or check on you anymore, so I decided to leave," Abel said honestly.

"Well, don't you think your actions are in total conflict before and after you received treatment? You were initially so worried about me, but you seemed to have completely forgotten about me afterward..." Emmeline tried to point out the inconsistencies in Abel's attitude.

"How should I know? Perhaps I just managed to let go..." Abel supposed.

"No, people don't just "let go" all of a sudden!" Emmeline grew frustrated. "It's because Waylon gave you Worryfree to erase all your feelings toward me. That's the only reason why you finally accepted treatment and why we ended up like this. You didn't intend to forget about me, Abel. It's the effects of Worryfree, do you understand?"

"Who are you trying to bluff?" Abel snapped. "You're saying there's such a thing as a potion to forget about love?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not. Worryfree was invented by Waylon, and you were the first human test subject, while I became the first victim of the drug!" Emmeline cried in despair. Abel took two wary footsteps backward. "Emmeline, you've always been a little strange, but this can't be true. There's just no such thing on earth!"

"Fine, even if it's not true and I'm lying to you..." tears streamed down Emmeline's face as she spoke. "I'm just praying that you'll fall in love with me again. I just want to go back to those days when we were madly in love with each other, Abel..." she weeped.

"That's impossible," Abel's voice was flat and unemotional. "I'd sooner fall in love with a pig than with you!"

"Abel Ryker!" Emmeline stomped her foot on the ground as hot tears gushed down her face non-stop. "Are you saying I'm no better than a pig?"

"I'm just saying, a pig wouldn't lie to me or deceive me like you did. I treated you sincerely and kindly for the past few days, but all you did was take me for a fool!" Abel barked.

"Darling, please forgive me. I told you I had no choice..." Emmeline pleaded.

"Don't call me darling. You'll only make me feel uncomfortable!" Abel frowned.