Abel blacked out, and his legs felt weak. He had not eaten much for three days, and he was constantly experiencing stomach pains.

Upon hearing that there was a chance of locating Emmeline, he was overcome with sudden physical weakness.

Luca said, “Turn back. Let’s go back to the hotel. Mr. Abel needs to take a good rest.”

Abel nodded. “Then let’s turn back and rest.”

Back at the hotel, Abel’s stomach ache was still severe. He took medicine, but it hardly affected him, and his handsome face was pale.

Luca said, “Mr. Abel, why don’t we go to the hospital and get an infusion? You can’t be like this.”

Abel held his stomach and said, “No, we’ll wait for Sam and immediately set sail. I need to find my Emma as soon as possible.”

“But you’re in pain…” Luca was still distraught, “Your gastric ulcer is severe and has the potential to cause bleeding.”

“I said I was fine.”

Luca dared not speak anymore. He knew that his boss was quite stubborn.

Since Emmeline was missing, he had not eaten or slept well.

He only ate a few bites of food and then pushed away the food.

He only slept briefly and then got up to smoke, one cigarette after another.

His handsome face became thin and cold.

His eyes were in a deep melancholy.

They could not look away at first glance.

“Don’t worry about me,” Abel could read Luca’s expression. He looked at his watch, “When will Sam arrive?”

Luca picked up his phone and checked the message.

Sam had booked a flight and sent a screenshot.

Luca told Abel that she would arrive at around 2.00 am.

“Then you go and pick her up ahead. Rent a car and wait for her there early. She’s a young girl, don’t let her be scared,” Abel said.

“Mr. Abel, Sam is a bodyguard.”

Abel said, “Oh, yes. You still have to pick her up. After all, she’s a young girl.”

“Okay, Mr. Abel,” Luca nodded, “I’ll go downstairs to order dinner first. You can come later when it’s ready.”

“Well, I’ll shower first,” Abel said from the sofa, “Just bring the dinner to my room.”

“Yes, Mr. Abel.”

Luca went downstairs to the restaurant, and Janie followed him.

They ordered some light and easily digestible dishes.

The waiter put the food onto a cart and sent it to Abel’s suite.

Luca also reserved a table for the bodyguards. He and Janie went upstairs to accompany Abel.

Abel had finished taking a quick shower, wearing long pants and a shirt as he walked out of the bathroom.

His hair was not completely dry yet, with a few water droplets hanging from the tips. The shirt was unbuttoned at the top, revealing his sharp, cold collarbones.

He picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, lit it, and took a deep drag.

He was not a smoker, but the frequent smoking during this time appeared to have caused him to develop a mild addiction.

He needed to quit this bad habit once he found Emma.

As he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, causing him to bend in agony.

“Uh, this is terrible,” he muttered, leaning against the back of the sofa, “Why does it hurt so much?”

Suddenly, a wave of intense nausea overcame him, causing him to rush into the bathroom. He leaned over the toilet, vomiting uncontrollably.

He only vomited a few mouthfuls.

There was hardly any food in his stomach. Almost all of it was clear liquid.

But he noticed traces of blood in the clear water he had vomited.

It was a sign of bleeding from his stomach ulcer.

He was worried that he might have a perforated stomach. But at this point, he could not afford to think about it.

Once admitted to the hospital, leaving within ten days or even a month was impossible.

Sam arrived in the middle of the night.

He still prioritized finding Emma over his health.

The Adelmar family was a renowned medical family. As long as he found them, his health would not be a problem.

When Luca and Janie returned, the staff pressed the doorbell of Abel’s suite, but no one answered.

“Let me,” Luca said as he knocked on the door. “Mr. Abel, I’m back.”