The Quadruplets Are Mine? Chapter 833 Agony

Abel did not show any sign of waking up yet.

Waylon said that he might not be able to wake up in two or three days.

How did he dare to challenge the "Deathly Desires!"

Did he find it too boring to live?

The whole bath was shrouded in a layer of white mist.

This layer of mist is produced by the interaction between the cold ice in the bath and the heat of Abel's
body.

What was soaked in the ice water at this moment seemed not to be a body, but a piece of soldering
iron.

Even the ice cubes were gradually melting.

This scene sent chills down Waylon and Luca's spines.

"I suspect this guy is not human," Waylon frowned, "Can someone do such a cruel thing to oneself?
Can he be more ruthless?"

"Mr. Waylon," Luca said harshly, "Mr. Abel just… He did not want to make Ms. Louise sad, Ms. Louise
had been very depressed these past two days."



"Right," Waylon said, "Today Abel also said that Emma looked very unhappy, and felt that her husband
was alienating her, and was even afraid that she would misunderstand that he was having an affair
outside..."

"That would not happen," Luca said, "You do not know that Mr. Abel does not normally like women, of
course I do not mean that, he does not like men either."

"You should just say that he is so arrogant that he cannot bring himself to like anyone," Waylon pouted.

When Luca heard it, he was impressed that this highly educated person could speak succinctly.
Abal did not show any sign of waking up yat.

Waylon said that ha might not ba abla to waka up in two or thraa days.

How did ha dara to challanga tha "Daathly Dasiras!"

Did ha find it too boring to liva?

Tha whola bath was shroudad in a layar of whita mist.

This layar of mist is producad by tha intaraction batwaan tha cold ica in tha bath and tha haat of Abal's
body.

What was soakad in tha ica watar at this momant saamad not to ba a body, but a piaca of soldaring
iron.

Evan tha ica cubas wara gradually malting.



This scana sant chills down Waylon and Luca's spinas.

"I suspact this guy is not human," Waylon frownad, "Can somaona do such a crual thing to onasalf?
Can ha ba mora ruthlass?"

"Mr. Waylon," Luca said harshly, "Mr. Abal just… Ha did not want to maka Ms. Louisa sad, Ms. Louisa
had baan vary daprassad thasa past two days."

"Right," Waylon said, "Today Abal also said that Emma lookad vary unhappy, and falt that har husband
was alianating har, and was avan afraid that sha would misundarstand that ha was having an affair
outsida..."

"That would not happan," Luca said, "You do not know that Mr. Abal doas not normally lika woman, of
coursa I do not maan that, ha doas not lika man aithar."

"You should just say that ha is so arrogant that ha cannot bring himsalf to lika anyona," Waylon poutad.

Whan Luca haard it, ha was imprassad that this highly aducatad parson could spaak succinctly.

"However, Mr. Abel really did not want his own life for Ms. Louise."

Luca finally expressed his emotion, Abel's spirit of sacrificing himself and forgetting himself.

"He really forgot," Waylon made a speech, "He is not a superhuman, he will live in our hearts forever,
so what do you think he should do now? Even if the pain disappeared, would he still have the face to
meet others? This face is bloody."



"Oh, really..."

Luca looked at Abel's blood-stained face, and then frowned with emotion.

Even with Waylon's ointment, these bloodstains and cracks would not completely disappear within five
or six days.

Then how many days should Mr. Abel be "on a business trip" this time?

What about the Ryker Group?

Would the old man lose his temper if he did not see Abel around?

And Ms. Louise, could they hide it from her?

They had to keep the secret until Mr. Abel returned from his "business trip".

Luca himself felt that it was too much.

Emmeline was not a three-year-old child that could easily be fooled.

"Mr. Waylon," Luca became more and more worried, "Our Mr. Abel, he will be fine, right?"

"Deathly Desires, what do you think?"



"..." Luca pondered the literal meaning again, "Then it will take several days for Mr. Abel to live like
this?"

"It is probably going to take three or four days," Waylon pinched his brows, "It is not that he cannot
wake up, it is that he will go crazy in pain when he wakes up. I am afraid of trouble, so I can only let
him sleep peacefully like this. Only when the poison in his body subsides could he wake up safe and
sound."

"This is really bad," Luca also pinched his eyebrows.

In fact, the center of the eyebrows had already been pinched with red marks.

"Let us just make do with this for the next two days," Waylon sighed, "There is no other way, the two of
us just stay in the basement and watch over him quietly."

"What about Ms. Louise?" This was the hidden concern in Luca's heart, "How long could we hide it
from her?"

"As long as we could hide it," Waylon said, "I cannot knock her out right now, can I?"

Emmeline came down from upstairs and had dinner in the dining room.

On the one hand, she helped Kendra feed Quincy.

Kendra was worried that the two men in the basement were starving, so she urged Emmeline to go
upstairs.



However, Emmeline sat on the sofa, not intending to go upstairs.

"Ms. Louise," Kendra rubbed her hands together, "I see that your complexion is not very good. Are you
a little tired? Why don't you go upstairs to rest."

"I am okay," Emmeline said, "I am here to help you watch Quincy."

"That is not a good idea," Kendra frowned, "If you are tired, Mr. Abel will scold me later."

"How will he?" Emmeline smiled and said, "Abel is not that bad, is he?"

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