Ambush of the Quadruplets novel Chapter 1191

The car entered Hellion Bay, Villa No. 9.

Waylon had complicated emotions deep down. He was overwhelmed with affection, and it lingered for a long time.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his feelings.

The car was halted in the yard.

The driver got out of the vehicle and opened the door for them.

Waylon carried Doris out.

She was soundly asleep, just like a cat dozing peacefully in the master's arms. Her small frame felt gentle against his. She was oblivious to everything that was going on.

He carried her to the third-floor guest room.

There, he handed Doris to Mrs. Flores.

Mrs. Flores was puzzled. She questioned, "Why does she drink so much?"

"Ask her when she wakes up!"

Waylon returned to his room with a stern expression on his face.

He looked at his bitten lip while standing in front of the bathroom mirror.

The bleeding had stopped, and the wound was slightly swollen. When he gently pressed it, he experienced a little pain, as though a small, tender hand were gently caressing his heart. He was unable to pinpoint his feelings; perhaps he was looking forward to something happening.

"Ring, ring, ring!"

The phone on the nightstand rang.

Waylon walked out of the bathroom and picked up the phone.

He lowered his gaze and checked the phone screen.

Lily's number was displayed on the screen. Although he didn't save her phone number, he had memorized it due to his sharp memory.

He frowned and didn't feel like answering the call, but he recalled that Doris had "taken" their vase and reluctantly picked up the call.

Lily's voice came from the other end. She apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Adelmar."

"Hmm, go on," Waylon responded with an indifferent voice.

Lily said, "About that…I'm asking on behalf of my friend, did Doris have the vase with her? It's an antique."

"I was just about to tell you. That vase is in my car. I'll have someone deliver it back to you tomorrow," Waylon calmly replied.

"I'll go pick it up. I'd like to explain the things that took place tonight."

Waylon sneered and replied, "It's fine. Just let your brother know it's common courtesy for a man to respect women."

After pausing briefly, Lily replied, "I will."

"If you don't have anything else to say, I'll hang up."

"Tell me where you live. I'll pick up the vase tomorrow morning from you."

"Hellion Bay, Villa No. 9!"

After that, Waylon ended the call.

Villa No. 9 in Hellion Bay!

Lily took a deep breath.

The Adelmar Group built it as a posh neighborhood. The house owners were the cream of Struyria's elite. There were only nine villas in total, each with a billion-dollar starting price. The nine villas were hierarchically arranged, with three, six, and nine being at the Imperial level.

Lily knew Rykers had a villa there but was surprised to learn that Waylon had one too.

His wealth must be on par with Abel Ryker. If I could marry a man like him...

After he hung up the phone, Waylon took a shower and went to bed.

His dreams were hazy and confusing.

Whether he was in the car or bed, Doris' soft and delicate body was always in his arms. He repeatedly unleashed his desire while holding her down in the bed and the backseat of the car.

Under him, Doris moaned and pleaded softly until her body finally gave in. She curled up in his arms and dozed off alongside him.

He had never experienced a dream that was so nice, sweet, and satisfying.

The following morning, it was already eight when he awoke.

He was about to get out of bed but felt something cold and sticky in his pants.

What on earth is this?

His heart jerked ferociously.

He had a flashback of the scenes from his dream and was aroused once more.

Damn it! I haven't slept with her, but I'm already obsessed with the sensation.

He got out of bed and dashed for the bathroom.