The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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.

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

sense her determination and could tell she was in a

because she didn’t want to be

and tenacity are comparable to those of his family’s young martial sister.

she saw Doris’s condition when they first entered the house.

Doris, what happened to you?”

solemnly. “I

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

she sat down on the sofa. “I

iodine and some cotton pads,” Waylon said to Mrs.

Flores dashed off to get the first aid

the iodine and cotton pads and gently

scratches were only superficial and not very deep, so she didn’t

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

brow furrowed. “How can you take a bath without. getting wet?”

believe that

a wet towel works too,” Doris said, lowering her head and apologizing.

a past life.” “As long as I’m

Doris,

aware

the way, and the Nimbus Hotel exploded shortly after.

relatives arrived shortly

brother, as well as the