Chapter 761 Don’t Touch Me
Emmeline was given more shrimp ravioli by Abel. He asked, “How does it taste?”
“Delicious!”
Emmeline remarked while licking her lips, “The shrimp is tender and vorful; besides that, you cooked
it to perfection. It’s better than the one I made.”
Abel said, “Haha! It’s rare for my wife to praise me. Here, have another one.”
Emmeline caught Abel’s hand and stuffed the entire ravioli into her mouth.
Abel frowned again. He urged, “Slow down. How hungry are you?”
In between bites of ravioli, Emmeline remarked, “I was always hungry back in the Imperial Pce.”
Abel’s eyes became wet, and he asked with a choked voice, “Did they mistreat you?”
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Emmeline answered honestly, “Not really. Anthony is a pervert who always wants to please me. I didn’t
endure any abuse.”
“Then why were you always hungry?”
“He insisted on feeding me. I detest him. How was I able to eat?”
Emmeline sniffled and rified, “Not eating wasn’t an option, as my body would give out, but when I
ate, I felt disgusted, so I was forced to remain hungry.” Abel could not say anything. He began to sniffle
and came close to crying. He said, “One day, when I catch Anthony, I’ll make him apologize to you.”
Emmeline tilted her head and asked, “Have you seen Anthony? How did he get away?” Abel replied,
“He traded you for himself. Otherwise, I would’ve killed him.” Emmeline nodded and said, “Why we
weren’t able to capture him puzzled me, but that exined everything.” Abel did not mention the knife
Anthony held against her neck, or the strange drug he was forced to consume. He feared Emma would
worry about him. Abel scooped up some Kasha and urged, “Enough about him. You need to listen to
me and eat more.” Emmeline continued to have her meal. Her belly was full after she ate a bowl of
kasha and six ravioli. “I’m really full this time,” she said as she patted her belly. Abel was delighted to
see her consume so much food and felt pleased with his aplishment.
“You haven’t eaten yet; all you did was feed me,” Emmeline remarked.
Abel replied, “There’s still a bowl of Kasha and some ravioli left. That’s enough for me.”
Emmeline blinked her eyes and asked, “Has it gone cold? Should we warm it up downstairs?”
“It’s just right; it’s not cold at all.”
Abel picked up the kasha and took a big sip. Actually, it had gone cold, the same goes for the ravioli.
He enjoyed it and refused to leave Emmeline’s side, not even for a second.
God knows he did not even eat much when Emmeline went missing. Kasha and ravioli were delicious,
but he would have been content with stones as well.
After dinner, Abel held Emmeline in his arms while sitting on the bed. They had a warm and gentle
conversation. Emmeline felt rxed as she leaned against his strong and warm embrace. She dozed
off while they were conversing on Abel’s shoulder.
Half-lying on the bed, Abel continued to hold her while grasping her tender hands in his palms.
Emmeline eventually fell asleep more soundly.
After gently setting her down and wrapping a nket around her. He reclined next to her and took her
in his arms.
Emmeline suddenly quivered all over and screamed, “Go away! Don’t touch me!”
Abel was rmed to see Emmeline sit up and hurl a pillow at him.
She yelled, “Go away! Don’t touch me! Leave, or I’ll bite my tongue and kill myself!”
Abel hugged her tightly andforted her, saying, “Emma! It’s me, it’s me, I’m your husband!”
Emmeline hadn’t fully woken yet, and she bit ferociously at Abel’s arm.
“Emma…”
Abel dared not move or shout. He was aware that Emmeline was still dreaming and that she was
sleepwalking. He could not startle her.
Emmeline bit through his skin to the point where it was bleeding before she copsed and fell back
asleep.
Abel covered his bloody arm. He did not feel physical pain, only heartache.
How much terror had my love endured? She would much rather bite her tongue and die than let
Anthony take advantage of her.
Abel’s vision abruptly turned hazy all of a sudden.