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.

profession. Why are you laughing?" If their secret had not been out yet, Doris would have already 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

over to the sink to wash

to Doris, who was now holding

really is a hostess," Jay snorted at that remark,

to take care of you. But even so, you should learn to respect others when you trouble them. You'd better control your temper, Mr. Fang, or I will take Doris away." Although Nancy spoke slowly, her voice was filled with

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

mean one hundred million?" Nancy's face changed instantly. This time, her poker face turned into a slight grimace with her brows slightly

such a massive

into trouble?" she asked nervously. The sudden mention of that colossal figure

Nancy. Otherwise, I won't be here and serving him like I'm his housekeeper." Doris' voice, which

to hide it from her

someone to share it with. Who better to

happened?" the latter asked as soon as she stepped to the dining

cheek as she picked the food into her

see. I'll tell

sat down on

the hotel. Without leaving any detail in secrecy, he spilled out

whole thing?" Jay asked with a

even though he was hoping Nancy would side with him, the latter did otherwise. What she said next sent him in utter disbelief. "You deserve it!" Nancy disputed, glaring at

while, Jay struggled to reply. Instead, he 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

his fingers against his chin, pondering for a while before saying, "I'll deal

number. Seconds later, he held it against his right

question, and the hotel owner took control of the conversation. "It's not worth your bother, Mr. Gu.

you," Charles

"Not at all."

of businessman who'd never take a

As long as he invested in that hotel, the owner wouldn't mind