CHAPTER 1473 I NO LONGER HAVE THAT HEART 

Abel glanced at the time in his backyard home. It was half past noon.

At this moment, Emma should be at the banquet.

Abel chuckled to himself. He poured himself half a glass of white wine and downed it in one. gulp.

A spicy sensation traveled down his throat and warmed his chest, bringing him great pleasure.

Abel wouldn’t have another glass; he wouldn’t allow himself to get drunk.

The banquet ended at two o’clock in the afternoon, and Emmeline returned to her parents” house.

She took off the gold ring and thought about throwing it from the third floor.

After some consideration, she realized it wouldn’t be right because the ring was bought by Abel. She couldn’t throw it away. content.

But where should I wear it? None of her ten fingers were suitable. She decided to place it in the jewelry box.

She didn’t want those three dresses, not a single one. She picked up the clothes and stuffed them into the trash can.

The trash can couldn’t hold everything. What should I do?

Right, throw them downstairs.

And that suitcase, it was so eye–catching and looked disturbingly conspicuous.

It wasn’t hers either, and she didn’t want it. She decided to drag it downstairs as well.

What else? What else? What else?

Emmeline paced back and forth in the hallway.

She wanted to throw everything away.

“Emma. Hannah suddenly noticed her sister’s unus

behavior and was startled. She hugged

Emmeline and took her to the bedroom, and whispered, ‘Emma, what’s wrong with you?”

“Hannah.” Emmeline hugged her head and squatted on the floor. “I want to die.”

She sobbed loudly, tears streaming down, frightening Hannah, who held her tightly.

Maxwell’s phone suddenly rang. It was Abel calling.

He usually called the landline at home, but today, he called Maxwell’s phone.

Maxwell hurriedly ran to the terrace and whispered, “Abel.”

“Maxwell, Abel asked. “Is Emma okay?”

“Don’t worry about her,” Maxwell said coldly. “I’ll take care of her.”

“I need to know if Emma is safe, Abel said weakly.

“For now,” Maxwell said. “Hannah is with her.”

Abel swallowed. “That’s good. Please keep an eye on her. Last time, she cut her wrist…

“I won’t let anything happen to Emma again,” Maxwell said, “but you have to promise me one thing.”

“What? Tell me.”

“Within a month,” Maxwell said in a low voice, find a wife and bring her home.”

“I can’t do it,” Abel said immediately. “Not in a month, not even in ten years. I no longer have the heart to do so. I’m sorry.”

The phone hung up, and Maxwell held the phone, lost in thought.

At four o’clock in the afternoon, the client arrived.

After finishing the business, Abel treated the client to pasta at the hotel.

They ate pasta until nine o’clock at night.

It had been two days since Abel had eaten any pasta. Drinking on an empty stomach, he soon felt the effects of the alcohol.

After seeing off the client, Luca drove and took Abel back to his home at Ryker Group.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, Abel fell into a deep sleep. He hadn’t slept a wink the previous night, as he had been running by Glazier Lake.

Luca sighed softly, tucked him in, and quietly left.

Not long after, Alana quietly entered the house. She looked at Abel under the dim bedside. lamp.

Having the man she had been yearning for in her hands filled Alana with indescribable joy.

She gently touched his handsome face and his strong chest, and her heart surged with excitement. Unable to resist, she lowered her head and kissed his tightly pursed lips.

Just then, she heard the sound of a car parking downstairs. Alana suddenly looked up.

She went to the window and looked down, only to see Emmeline returning-

Emmeline saw the faint light upstairs and, with tears in her eyes, rushed up the stairs in three steps.

“Abel,” she called softly. I’m back.”

Abel wasn’t in the living room, but on the floor was a water–green maxi dress that caught her eye.

Emmeline froze in place. She recognized this maxi dress; it belonged to Alana.

That sight caused Emmeline’s head to buzz.

She ran two steps into the bedroom and saw the scene she least wanted to see.

Alana was lying in Abel’s arms, both of them sound asleep.

A mournful cry escaped Emmeline’s throat. She turned around in a panic and ran

She sat in the Ford Focus, dazed and lost in thought.

What have I just seen?

What have I seen?

Abel and Alana… sleeping together?

He has betrayed me like this in just one day?

No matter how firm his words are, will he forgive me for being engaged to Albus?