The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1485 She Can’t Speak Anymore 

Before long, Scott and Alana arrived, each carrying several gifts.

Scott’s face looked pale, with a hint of gray in his blue complexion. When he saw Abel, he hoarsely asked. “Are you feeling better?”

“I’m fine,” Abel replied. Then, he noticed a white bandage on Alana’s check.

Furrowing his brow, Abel asked, ‘What happened to your face?”

“All thanks to you, Mr. Ryker.” Scott sneered and said, “She just transferred to the warehouse, and there was a fire. Alana’s face got burned!”

“The company will investigate the cause of the fire,” Abel said, his eyebrows furrowing. “They will provide Alana with an answer.”

“What about me? Will I get an answer too? I won’t be able to get married now,” Alana pouted. in grievance.

Abel’s face turned pale, and there was impatience and disgust in his expression. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I didn’t come here to accuse you.” Scott changed his tone, sensing the situation. “No one wants things to turn out this way. Anyway, if it weren’t for you saving Alana from the fire, I would have lost a precious daughter!”

“Abel, thank you for saving me.” Alana lowered her head and shed tears, speaking softly. “I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.”

“I didn’t think much of it, so don’t take it seriously.” Abel said, “They are all my employees, and I treat them equally.”

“But you were the first one to save me!” She said, “At that time, I was the farthest away from you!”

“Is that so?” Abel furrowed his brow. “I don’t remember. I only remember that the fire was the biggest around you.”

“Abel, you still care about me, don’t you?” She grabbed his arm and said affectionately.

Abel shook her off. “You are overthinking. At that time, I didn’t even know it was you!”

“That’s not true-

Alana wanted to say something, but Scott interrupted her. ‘Abel is tired. Let’s go back!”

Emmeline was transferred to the otolaryngology department for treatment.

Although the inflammation in her vocal cords and throat was under control, she still couldn’t speak.

The doctor suggested switching to alternative medicine for treatment.

Fortunately, Emmeline had a very patient temperament.

Given the circumstances, she decided to remain silent and maintain her tranquility.

On the day of discharge, at her parents‘ request, they returned to Altney Steel.

After having lunch, Abel was about to return to the city.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow at noon,” he said to Emmeline. “You can stay at home and rest.”

She nodded but then shook her head.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Emmeline shook her head again, her round eyes dimming.

He remained silent for a couple of seconds before asking, ‘Don’t want to go back to the company’s house?”

Emmeline lowered her long lashes and nodded.

Abel understood she didn’t want to be reminded of the past. All the trouble started when she saw Alana sleeping with him on the same bed.

That night, when the warehouse caught fire, if Emmeline had been in front of him, he would have found it difficult not to rush into the flames to save people.

If he hadn’t gone, Emmeline wouldn’t be hurt.

“I know.” Abel caressed her cheek. “I’ve made arrangements. We won’t go back to that house.”

Emmeline looked into his eyes. Which house is he referring to? We don’t have any other house, right?

“Wait for me.” He kissed her and was about to get up when Emmeline grabbed his sleeve.

“What’s wrong?” He crouched down in front of her chair, his eyes tenderly gazing at her.

Emmeline took out her phone and typed a message. ‘Did you transfer Alana to the warehouse?”

He furrowed his brows slightly and nodded.

‘She was also at the scene of the accident. Did you save her?”

Abel nodded and said, “I saved Ryker Group employees, not Alana, but she happened to be there.”

Emmeline nodded. ‘I understand. How is she now?

“She’s fine.”

She nodded with pursed lips.

In the afternoon, Kimberly and Maxwell took Seal for a walk, and Sam came over.

At the same time, Sam also brought Albus along.

“With such a big thing happening, why didn’t you tell me?” Albus complained to Emmeline. “I went to the World Trade Building to find you, and Sam was the one who told me about all this.”

Emmeline shook her head and gestured that it was nothing.

“What’s the situation with your voice?” Albus asked, “Will it recover?”

Her face darkened, and she nodded.

“Albus.” Sam became unhappy. “Why are you bringing up the topic? Isn’t it just a matter of time for her to recover?”

“As long as she can recover,” Albus said with a drooping face. “If Emmeline can’t speak and becomes mute, how can I explain it to my mom?”