Oscar waved his hand defeatedly, as though he was saying, “Get out.”

Emmeline breathed a sigh of relief and skipped out of the room.

As soon as she left, Adrien came into the ward and dragged Abel to the lounge.

“You have to help me, Abel.”

“You brought this onto yourself, Adrien. How could you?” Abel said.

“I didn’t expect it to be so serious! It was still standing this morning, but it didn’t react at all during the examination.”

Abel took the cigarette Adrien offered him. “How can I help you then?”

Adrien lit up his cigarette.

“You have a way to contact the Wonder Doctor, right? Please set up an appointment with her for me. I want to beg her to cure my impotence!”

“She?” Abel nodded. “Yes, I believe she can do that.”

“Contact her as soon as possible. I can’t wait any longer!”

Abel took his phone and was about to search through his contact list when he suddenly thought of something.

If I’m contacting the Wonder Doctor…

“Wait. I need to discuss something with Grandfather. I’ll call the Wonder Doctor afterward.”

“What’s so important?”

“It concerns my future!”

“Fine then,” Adrien said sullenly. “I’m too embarrassed to see Grandfather. You can go in yourself.”

“Wait for me.” Abel went into Oscar’s room.

Oscar’s blood pressure was high from the fit of anger yesterday, but his condition was stable after he took medication.

However, he had to stay in the hospital for one more day for observation.

Abel came into the room and closed the door. Oscar’s assistant was locked outside.

Oscar could tell Abel had something to tell him.

“So what’s it going to be? Will you finally be happy after I die of a heart attack?”

“No, Grandfather.” Abel sat down next to Oscar. “I want to discuss something with you.”

“Mm. Go on,” Oscar said while pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Must I marry Alana?”

“Yes. No negotiations.”

“But Grandfather,” Abel continued, “I’ve heard from Father that you were forced to marry Grandmother, and you don’t even like her.”

Oscar was silent. Memories from the past resurfaced.

“I believe you’ve regretted this for the rest of your life, right?”

“That’s right.” Oscar was angry. “If it weren’t for that Adelmar b*stard, I would’ve married the woman I loved!”

“You wouldn’t want your grandson to follow your footsteps and make the same mistake, do you?” Abel said patiently.

“Of course not. That’s why I sent you to Waverly for secret training. I hope you won’t be held hostage like I once was!” Oscar said.

“And that’s why I cannot marry Alana Lane,” Abel said.

“You brat! You were trying to trick me!” Oscar said angrily.

“It’s not like that, Grandfather. I think I can find another way to repay Alana.”

“When she saved your life, she also saved the Ryker family, not to mention she lost her baby while doing so. You’d be an ingrate if you don’t repay her!”

“I’ve thought about it,” Abel said. “I can treat her and give her a fortune so that she doesn’t have to worry about money for the rest of her life. I don’t have to marry her to repay her. You wouldn’t want me to sacrifice my happiness, right?”

Oscar frowned. He was deep in thought.

…He makes sense. Abel doesn’t have to marry Alana to repay her.

Even if Alana wanted Abel to marry her, Abel was nonetheless his grandson. He should not sacrifice his grandson’s happiness to satisfy an outsider.

“What do you intend to do?” Oscar said after some time.

“I’ll look for the Wonder Doctor to treat Alana,” Abel said. “That way, we don’t have to feel guilty.”

Oscar thought for a while before saying, “That sounds like a plan.”

Abel was about to be happy when Oscar added, “What if the Wonder Doctor can’t treat her?”