Sweet Twins

Doris finally opened her eyes. Now that she was wide awake, everything started to dawn on her. "Oh, it's you, Nancy! I must have talked in my sleep. How did you find me?"

"Are you out of your mind?! You're cooking, and you're cooped up in here, sleeping?!" Nancy's voice rose to the roof, frustrated at how reckless Doris was.

"Oh, my god! I totally forgot about it!" Now, Doris' eyes grew wide as if she had seen a ghost passed by.

Without any other word, she shook off Nancy's hand and jumped off the bed before rushing into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Meanwhile, Nancy flashed a triumphant smile as she followed behind.

Yes, she said that on purpose to frighten Doris so that she wouldn't commit the same mistake of sleeping while something was on the stove.

At this time, Jay hobbled down the stairs, struggling to keep the kitchen under his control.

"Doris, where have you been?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"I...uhm..I...ah... I just went to the bathroom." Doris glanced at Nancy before responded with a slight smile. Her hands rubbed the sides of her legs to ease her frenzy.

"Oh, you've been in there for such a long time that you almost made the kitchen explode," Jay joked with a hint of sarcasm on his tone.

"I know, I'm sorry. But I already prepared other dishes before the accident, so we can still have dinner!" Doris retorted enthusiastically.

Her biggest advantage was that she wouldn't get entangled with a single problem for long. If it could be solved, she might as well do, but if it couldn't, then the best thing on her dictionary was to let it go.

For example, even if one of the dishes had been overcooked, they could still eat the already finished ones. Easy––problem solved!

"That's so excellent of you, Doris!" said Jay helplessly, flashing a grin on the woman.

"Of course, I am. Otherwise, how could I treat you?" Doris responded, grinning back at his man.

Charles and Nancy both smiled too, noticing the silly exchange of remarks between the two lovers.

felt embarrassed. But now that it was out in the open––at least to Nancy––she decided to fully face it. "I cooked us dinner. You can choose to eat it or not. As for

headed over to the sink to wash her hands and strode into the

teased, referring to Doris, who was now holding a plate on her

is a hostess,"

you just need Doris to take care of you. But even so, you should learn to respect others when you trouble them. You'd

yeah, I do admit that she is taking care of me, but it's her duty. You know I'm injured because of her, right? And the table! The table is worth one hundred million dollars! I

time, her poker face turned into a slight grimace with her brows

hundred million was such a massive amount to both her

trouble?" she asked nervously. The sudden mention

Nancy. Otherwise, I won't be here and serving him like I'm his housekeeper." Doris' voice, which was evidently filled with bitterness, resounded from

hide it from

burden on her part, and she needed someone to share it with. Who better to do

happened?" the latter asked as soon as she stepped

a tear fell on Doris' cheek as

see. I'll tell

Charles, Jay sat down

began explaining how Doris got herself into trouble at the hotel. Without leaving any detail in secrecy, he spilled

now understand the whole thing?" Jay

What she said next sent him in utter disbelief. "You deserve it!" Nancy disputed, glaring

faced his best friend, hoping the latter would back him on this. "Charles, I..." he managed to say but realized it was hopeless. So, he continued, "If I hadn't done that, she would be in much greater trouble! There are only two of those tables in

his chin, pondering for

his phone and searched for a number. Seconds later, he held

a question, and the hotel owner took control of the conversation. "It's not worth your bother, Mr. Gu. You pass my words to Mr. Fang. It's all right. He shouldn't worry about

Charles replied

"Not at all."

a type of businessman who'd never take a risk if he knew he

Charles. As long as he invested in that hotel, the owner wouldn't mind losing that table