Chapter 848 You Have Flowers
In the darkness, Abel stood silently next to the large bed, dressed in a black nightgown, his tall and imposing figure casting a shadow.
Emmeline lay curled up under the blanket, her small face turned to the side.
Abel approached slowly, and it seemed like he noticed tears in the corners of her eyes.
He lowered his head, raised a finger, and gently brushed it against her cheek.
His fingertips felt cool and damp.
She had indeed fallen asleep with tears in her eyes.
Abel’s heart tightened, “Emma…”
Emmeline stirred slightly, speaking dreamily, “Hubby…”
Abel held his breath.
He prayed that Emmeline wouldn’t suddenly open her eyes.
His hellish and demonic appearance would become her nightmare.
One second, two seconds, ten seconds…
Gradually, Emmeline fell back into a deep sleep, breathing steadily.
Abel bowed his head, kissed her hair, and quietly left.
The following morning, Emmeline woke up.
During the night, she had a dream. In her dream, she saw Abel leaning over the bed, gazing at her affectionately.
He wiped away her tears and tucked her in.
Finally, he kissed her.
But in her slumber, his face suddenly transformed from its handsome and charming appearance into a ferocious ghost–like visage.
She woke up startled, drenched in cold sweat from the fright.
“Hubby, you won’t become like that, will you?” Emmeline whispered.
But they say dreams were often reversed. Abel would not turn into what she saw in her dreams. Besides, Waylon was there to cure him. And if something bad happened, she could cure him too since her medical skills were as good as Waylon’s.
With these thoughts, Emmeline managed to calm herself down. She washed up and headed downstairs to
make breakfast.
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To her surprise, Waylon and Kendra were already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast that was now laid out on the dining table.
Emmeline prepared a tray with a bowl of porridge, buns, and a few side dishes. She carried it to the study, where Abel had already finished washing up and was standing by the window, smoking a cigarette. It was a rare sight, as he seldom smoked, but being alone in the study made him incredibly bored.
“Knock! Knock!” Emmeline knocked on the door, her voice gentle. “Abel, breakfast is ready.”
Upon hearing Emmeline’s voice, Abel’s heart stirred. The image of her sleeping with tears in her eyes from the previous night flashed through his mind once more. It was almost irresistible, the desire to open the door and embrace his beloved woman in his arms was strong. But the image of himself in that terrifying state held him back.
While washing up just now, Abel realized that he was worthy of the title “devil from hell.”
He wore a black bathrobe stained with blood, both on his body and face. Only his eyes remained clear and piercing, emanating a chilling aura. In this state, not even Emmeline would be able to bear witness it without fear.
“Put it there.” Abel’s voice was low and devoid of emotions as he replied.
“Hubby, are you feeling any better?” Emmeline asked gently.
“You don’t need to ask about me. I’ll recover in a few days.”
Emmeline hesitated for a moment before saying, “I left breakfast at the door, and I’ll go to the Ryker Group later.”
“Take Luca with you,” Abel instructed. “I’ll send the attorney to the secretary, and follow my instructions if you need anything.”
“Alright,” Emmeline responded, putting the tray by the door. She headed downstairs.
After finishing breakfast, Emmeline went upstairs and changed into a suit.
She was then driven to the Ryker Group in a Rolls Royce.
Upon arrival, the Secretary’s Office had already received the authorization from Abel. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the president’s wife was in charge for the day. With Abel’s reputation, none of the executives dared to make a sound, fearing that the president’s wife might catch them making a mistake and report it to him, leading to dire consequences.
At nine o’clock, Abel joined a video conference in the study. His camera was turned off, and a small meeting was held with the heads of various departments. Each department reported on their work over the past few days.
At the end of the meeting, the departments took their respective documents to the president’s office to be signed. Emmeline signed on Abel’s behalf,
The morning proceeded smoothly and in an orderly manner, with work progressing without a hitch.
“Knock! Knock!” A knock came at the door of the president’s office.
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Emmeline looked up from the desk and said, “Come in.”
The secretary at the desk poked his head inside and said, “Miss Louise, you have flowers,”
Flowers?
Emmeline was taken aback, wondering who could have sent them.
