The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“Doris,” Lily’s eyes were red-rimmed. “Daniel risked his life for you. You must not let him down!”

Doris hesitated for a moment, remembering the critical moment when Daniel claimed to be her boyfriend to protect her. In return, she had also claimed that Daniel was her boyfriend to plead for his safety. Now, Lily’s words…

Doris mumbled a faint “yes” and nodded.

A short distance away, Waylon, who was leaning against the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

“Waylon, Benjamin whispered, “There might still be a way out of this…”

“Get lost!” Waylon furrowed his brows. “What’s it to do with me? Who do you think I am?”

Still being stubborn, eh? Benjamin mused. Isn’t it obvious? When your beloved woman is being taken away right- before your eyes, and you’re here trying to save face, it’s nothing but self-inflicted suffering!

“Mr. Adelmar!” Lily approached and said warmly, “Thank you for saving my brother.”

“Also, thanks to Daniel for helping… my sister’s employee,” Waylon replied, taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling a thin plume of smoke.

Behind the faint smoke, his deep, mysterious eyes seemed to hold a touch of melancholy, adding to his already captivating aura.

Lily suddenly felt a bit dazed, noting a certain melancholic quality in Waylon’s expression. Yet, this quality only made him more enchanting.

then softly said, “Have you eaten yet? Let

a nearby bin, and tossed

She hadn’t expected it to be so easy to invite Waylon out. It was like

whispered, “You should go home. Call your sister.

wait here for Daniel. He’s in

hint of pain flashing in

to Benjamin. “Arrange for a Struyria

nodded. “I’ll stay

replied before walking

parking lot, Waylon opened the Maybach, and Lily took the front passenger

in the back,” Waylon said with furrowed

Waylon. Little did she know that he was

half an hour, they

“Do

it,” Waylon replied casually.

response was that? Does that mean I’ll have to learn how to make dishes from all over the world just to please this man

chicken scarpariello and pork

again, “Mr. Adelmar, do you like sweet and sour flavors?”

Waylon repeated the

furrowed her brows once more. Did he mean “fine with it” or “not in the mood”? But Lily couldn’t dwell on such thoughts. The fact that Waylon was having a meal with her