The Quadruplets Are Mine?

At that moment, Doris mentally scolded herself for uttering those words. She couldn't believe she had blurted out such sensitive information without considering the consequences. It was as if her mouth had a mind of its own.

Though the truth was that Mr. Adelmar was indeed at home looking after the children, there was no need for Doris to divulge that information so abruptly. But now that the words were out, she had to stand her ground, no matter how uncomfortable it felt.

"Yes, you heard correctly," Doris responded, her voice steady despite the swirling thoughts in her head. "Mr. Adelmar is taking care of his children...twins, a boy, and a girl."

The woman's brows furrowed in surprise, clearly caught off guard by this revelation.

"And who are you to Mr. Adelmar?" she inquired, her tone growing increasingly hostile.

"We share the same roof," Doris replied with a faint smile, choosing not to disclose further details. "No need to delve into the specifics."

"So," the woman's expression turned icy, "Mr. Adelmar has a wife and children?"

Doris was taken aback by the woman's abrupt shift in demeanor, but she quickly realized the twisted logic behind her thoughts. It became clear that Mr. Adelmar required the woman's signature on the document, but she had developed romantic feelings for him.

It became clear to Doris that the woman had ulterior motives for inviting Mr. Adelmar to this place. No wonder he had expressed his aversion to the meeting. The pieces were falling into place, and Doris couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief.

Just imagine, an older woman like her setting her sights on Mr. Adelmar? It was almost laughable.

to ask about his wife and children," Doris replied, her smile serene. "Please just sign the

I can't help feeling upset," the woman retorted, her face turning red with indignation. "If I had

a hint of reproach. "Just take a good look at yourself. How can someone like Mr. Adelmar be within your grasp? Don't let a bit of power

expression shifting from anger to contemplation. Was it so outlandish for her, a divorced woman, to develop

status. All signs pointed to him being an eligible bachelor, a man who

Doris pushed the papers forward with a forceful shove. "I don't have time to waste on your nonsense. I have

by Doris's assertiveness. She was momentarily

tone filled with impatience, "Please, just sign it already. I've said all I needed to say. Are you

do you think you are

trifled with when push came to shove. She firmly grabbed hold of the woman's wrist, pulling her forcefully

me?" Doris seethed with anger. "Aren't you afraid that I could

woman, now a little fearful, pleaded, "Don't you dare! I'll sign

in the first place!" Doris released her grip and opened the

from her bag and swiftly wrote her name in the designated space. "If only you

Villa and handed the document to Waylon. "Is it signed already?" Waylon still seemed

returned to Macsen Villa and handed the document to Waylon. "Is it

signed," Doris blushed slightly. "But I didn't give her an easy time. I don't

procedure is completed, it'll be fine. If she wants to make trouble for