Sweet Twins

Clenching her fists, Doris kept silent.

But just then, Jay shouted, "Doris! Where are you?"

"Doris is here? You two seem to be very familiar with each other," Charles said, shooting Jay a curious look.

"Mr. Fang, you're somewhat of a celebrity in this city. On the other hand, Doris is just an ordinary, straightforward woman. If you're looking for women to play with, you should look elsewhere." Nancy spoke with a smile, but her eyes were filled with warning.

Jay flicked his hair. "I know I have a bad reputation, Nancy. But you can't trust all the rumors. It's true that I like to play, but this time, I'm being serious."

Realizing that his words were a little glib, Jay patted his face and added, "I mean, I don't want to play with Doris."

"So you mean you want to marry her?" Nancy asked incredulously.

Doris had never been in love before. However, a famous playboy like Jay could surely be charming enough to win her over.

If Doris ended up falling in love with him, she would get hurt.

Upon hearing Nancy's question, Jay laughed. "Marry her?" It was his turn to sound incredulous. Although Jay thought that Doris was different from other women, he had no intention of falling in love with her or marrying her.

"Ah. I apologize, Mr. Fang. But since you're not sincere about Doris, I'll have to take her away," Nancy said coldly.

"No way!" Feeling his crotch hurt again, Jay stretched his legs.

"Mr. Fang, don't you think you're going too far? What did Doris do to you? Why can't you let her go?" Nancy was outraged at Jay's inexplicable behavior. Was this how all playboys behaved? She couldn't stand them!

"It's not like that. Sister-in-law⁠—" Jay began, but he was immediately cut off by Nancy.

"Don't call me sister-in-law. Do you hear me?"

"Okay, I won't."

He turned to Charles for support, but Charles looked a little angry as well.

He was too embarrassed to explain the situation to the two of them, but right now, it seemed like he didn't have any other choice. He was caught in a dilemma.

Finally, he said slowly, "The thing is, Doris is my personal doctor. I can't live without her now. That's the truth. Don't get me wrong." Nancy silently observed the way Jay was twisting his legs in discomfort.

the andrology department,

say, something must be wrong with Jay's genitals. After all, this man was a playboy. He was probably infected with

wrong with you?" Nancy asked

not a disease. It's just a minor injury." Although he slept with

words, Charles finally realized what was going on. "Did Doris hurt you?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint

he felt another burst of pain shoot through his crotch. "It

you're injured, it's not appropriate for Doris to stay here all day and take care of you," Nancy insisted. To

by. Maybe they will slowly fall in love with

"That's impossible!" Jay retorted.

smelled something strange in the air. "Hey, what's

perplexed. He could also smell the faint whiff

something overcook," Jay

was no response

Charles and Nancy worriedly. In his state, he could barely get out

soon as Charles and

kitchen and saw black smoke coming out of the pot on

you?" Charles

there was still no

so she couldn't help but panic. "What should we

the heat, but the area around the

there was a loud crackling sound coming from the

of oven mitts, grabbed the iron pot, and ran to

him, Nancy shouted, "Charles, it's very hot! What are you

iron pot to the floor and poured a bucket of water over

noise, the smoke from the iron

hands! Are they hurt?" Nancy

have you to worry about me, everything will be

like this?" Nancy asked disapprovingly. Then, she grumbled, "Take off the

fine. They're made to withstand heat, after all,"

into tears. The forefingers of both his hands were filled with blisters. "Does it hurt?" she asked in a trembling

deal. I'm a man," Charles reassured her with a smile. Then, he lifted his hand and

heart after seeing how much Nancy