Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Doris,

Yes, that’s right. The whole thing lasted only three or four minutes, with a one–minute break in between. Can someone truly fight in such a short amount of time?

Mr. Adelmar also appeared calm and composed, not like someone who had just been in at fight.

If he had battled someone, wouldn’t he be sweating profusely after such a brief encounter?

Doris felt relieved.

The chauffeur started the car and returned to Starhill Garden.

Waylon came out of the rear seat and leaned in to help Doris out of the car.

“I can walk,” Doris admitted hesitantly. “I can manage on my own.”

“Are you sure?” Waylon asked, his brow slightly furrowed and his face cold.

“You can just lend me a hand,” Doris explained. “I only have minor injuries and no broken bones.”

“All right then,” Waylon said as he extended his enormous hand to support her, adding, “Be careful.”

They exited the car, entered the security entrance, and finally reached the elevator with his assistance.

Her knees were both burning with pain, and her flesh was torn.

Although her bones were not broken, she had fallen rather hard, and it was excruciatingly painful.

Doris‘ face had grown pale from pain by the time they reached the twelfth floor in the elevator.

down her brow, but she gritted her teeth and stood tall, not saying anything.

could sense her determination and could tell she was in a lot of pain.

she didn’t

his heart, he thought, Her determination and tenacity are comparable to

was taken aback when she saw Doris’s condition when they first entered

Doris, what

stated solemnly. “I didn’t take good care of

yourself?” “Wasn’t Doris out with Mr. Daniel?”

mention it,” Doris said as she sat down on the sofa. “I ran into a jerk, just my

some cotton pads,” Waylon said to

off to get the first aid kit.

and cotton pads

only superficial and not very

Waylon instructed. “Be careful not to get them wet when shower, and they’ll heal

wet?” Doris asked, her brow furrowed. “How can you take

towel?” Waylon asked, frowning. “I refuse to believe that a wet towel can’t be washed for

too,” Doris said, lowering her head and apologizing.

life.” “As long as I’m

Doris,

aware that he disliked her.

and the Nimbus Hotel exploded shortly

relatives arrived

as the