Abel frowned and ordered, âLuca, go ask the security to drive those people out.â
Yes, Mr. Abel Luca hastily carried out the order.
Half an hour later, Alana was out of the emergency room. Lying on the pushed hospital bed, she smiled weakly at Abel.
Abel frowned, then felt Timothyâs hand shrink in his palm. He knew that seeing Alana like this made Timothy feel bad too.
Alana lay back on the hospital bed in the ward, and Quentin pulled the quilt over her.
Then, he turned around and said to Abel, âMr. Abel, itâs lucky that Ms. Lane is in the hospital, and we can give her treatment in time, or it would be dangerous Fortunately, Ms. Lane is fine now.â
Abel nodded. âThank you, youâve worked Kard.â
âYouâre welcome.â Quentin put his hands in his pockets and hurried away.
He cooperated with Alana and the entertainment reporters to act when Abel came. But Quentin felt uneasy and dared not face the keen Abel. It was better to leave as soon as possible.
Alana said weakly, âAbel, Timmy, Iâm so glad to see you two.â
Timothy pouted and said timidly. âYou have to listen to the doctorâs advice and treat well to recover.â
Alana smiled sweetly at Timothy âTimmy, youâre good. You know to love me. Iâm so touched.â
Timothy did not speak but hid behind Abel.
Although Timothy could not bear to see the weak Alana, he did not love her. Just like he always felt that Alana never loved him.
Alana smiled. âWeâre a family.
Those entertainment reporters were talking nonsense!â
Abel said, âIgnore those people. They did that for the sake of news.â
âThey didnât say anything excessive.â Alana lowered her eyebrows. âThey only asked me about the relationship between you and Emmeline.â
Abel remained silent.
âI said that you have nothing to do with Emmeline. They didnât believe it because they saw you get so close to Emmeline. I explained for a long time, but they were still aggressive that I couldnât breathe. Iâm sorry, Abel. I made you and Timmy worry.â
Abel answered, âItâs okay. Luca has driven those people away. You can take a good rest.â
Alana grabbed his hand. âBut Abel, you have nothing to do with Emmeline, right? I didnât explain wrongly to the entertainment reporters, did I?â
Abel frowned and nodded Alana was happy, then said softly, âIâm relieved now. I was afraid I might say something wrong.â
She took Timothyâs hand and asked, âTimmy, have you listened to Granny during this time? Are you happy in kindergarten?â
Timothy hung his head and answered her question mechanically.
Alana sat up from the hospital bed and put her arms around Timothyâs shoulders. Timothy flinched, then got off her hug.
Alana whimpered. âAbel, I knew it. Timmy separated from me a few years and didnât close to me. Well, thatâs fine. After we get married and live together, I must make it up to Timmy.â
Abel did not speak, but Timothy stared at Alana gloomily.
âWill you and Daddy get married?â
âOf course!â Alana stroked Timothyâs head with a gentle smile. âWeâre going to get engaged soon, and of course, weâll get married afterward. Weâll live together, and I can care for you.â
âBut I donât want it!â Tears welled up in Timothyâs eyes. âI donât want you to be my mommy! You donât deserve it! Youâre not my mommy! I donât like you!â
Alanaâs expression turned cold. âTimothy, donât say nonsense.
âI said youâre not my mommy! I hate you!â
Abel scolded, âTimmy, donât mess around!â
âI hate you too!â Timothy yelled at Abel, âYou lied to me! Youâre going to marry Alana. Why did you lie to me? I never trust you again!â
Timothy burst into tears and ran away crying.