Chapter 1397: Chapter 1400 Heartache

“I have a clear conscience and have nothing to fear.” Abel chuckled bitterly.

By the time he arrived home, the skies had already turned bright.

Emmeline was still peacefully sleeping in bed.

Abel took a hot shower, dried himself off, and walked out wearing only shorts.

He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Suddenly, a pair of soft arms wrapped around him from behind.

“Woke up and couldn’t find you. Where did you go?” Emmeline murmured sleepily, still half–asleep.

He hesitated for a second. “I went for a run,” he said casually.

He couldn’t possibly tell her that he had just carried an old man’s body to the morgue and had just returned.

“It’s still early. Go and sleep a while longer, sweetheart. Abel patted Emmeline’s hand.

“Abel, how did you get a scar on your back? Emmeline, still groggy, noticed a deep scar on Abel’s shoulder.

“When did you get injured? Why didn’t I know? She reached out to touch it.

Abel froze. His body trembled slightly, and he ordered in a low, stern voice, “Go back to bed now!”

He felt the warmth of her skin, and his body reacted, but he didn’t dare to turn around.

“I’ll go back to bed, but you’ll have to stay with me. Emmeline pressed her little face against his back.

“Okay, go now. Be careful not to catch a cold. Abel gently pried her hand away.

Emmeline returned to bed and fell back asleep within two minutes.

When she naturally woke up and opened her eyes, Abel was already preparing breakfast, There were oatmeal, boiled eggs, sesame oil spinach, and toasted bread.

“What a pleasant surprise!” Emmeline wiped her face with a towel and said, “Abel, you even have oats?”

“Only for you” Abel said, “I always keep supplies.”

“I only come three times a year,” Emmeline said. “And you still prepared for me?”

“There won’t be any left in a few days. Abel served her the oatmeal.

“Why do you say that?” Emmeline sat down on the chair. “You’re not planning to buy them for me?”

“Did you forget? I promised to lend the apartment to Tony as his wedding house. And I’ll move to the company, Abel said.

“Oh, right,” Emmeline said. “When are you going to clean up the place? I can help you.”

“What can you do?” Abel indulgently laughed. “You’re such a delicate little thing!”

Emmeline was speechless.

“By the way, he asked, “what did you learn this time in the capital city?”

“Modern marketing and advertising Emmeline replied.

“Modern marketing?” Abel nodded. “Sounds useful!”

“It really is. It has helped me a lot.”

“Tell me more about it next time. Abel rubbed her head. “For now, eat your breakfast,”

“I remembered something. Emmeline took a sip of oatmeal. I found a good spot at the World Trade Building. Can you help me pay the deposit?

“Vernon would easily do you the favor if you went yourself. Why would you want me, a stranger, to go?”

“That’s precisely it.” Emmeline said, “I don’t want him to do me a favor and lose money because of me.

We’re all starting our own businesses. It’s not easy for anyone.”

Abel handed her a peeled, hard–boiled egg and smiled. “I shouldn’t underestimate you.”

Emmeline made a funny face at him. “When you go to Sandwell this time, remember to take me with you. I’ll hitch a ride to pick up the goods.”

Abel almost burst out laughing with a mouthful of oatmeal. “Hitch a ride? You think you can get away with that? No chance; you’ll have to give me some gas money.”

“But I don’t have any Emmeline pouted.

“Don’t forget you have 20,000 in savings in my possession,” Abel reminded her.

“Keep it. Emmeline smiled. “That’s for you to marry a wife.”

Abel immediately frowned. Tm warning you, you’re not allowed to say that again!”

Emmeline felt a pang in her heart, her eyes turning red.

She also felt that those words really shouldn’t be said again because both of their hearts would ache.

“What are your plans for today? Abel changed the subject.

“I’ll go home first aid check on Mom and Dad. Emmeline ate her sesame oil spinach. T’ll figure out the rest later.”

“Okay!” Alel said, “Uncle Maxwell and Aunt Kimberly are fine. I stayed at home for a night the day before yesterday, and Aunt Kimberly seemed to be in good spirits.”

Emmeline glanced at him. “I didn’t receive a call from Dad, so that’s good news.”

Abel peeled a hard–boiled egg for her. “But she said she wants to go back to her mom’s house.”

“Mom wants to go back to her hometown?” Emmeline was surprised.

“That’s what she said,” said Abel. “I originally offered to drive her, but Aunt Kimberly said they’ll take a bus like they’re going on a vacation.”

“But why would Mom suddenly want to go back to her hometown?” She put down her fork, feeling a bit uneasy.

“Maybe it’s because of her age that she wants to visit her hometown. Abel comforted her. “Don’t overthink