The Quadruplets Are Mine? novel Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198 What Else Can You Remember?

No sound was heard from the room.

In the bathroom, Waylon just finished his shower and wiped the water off his body.

"Knock, knock!"

Doris knocked two more times. She called out to him, "Mr. Adelmar?"

An impatient voice came from the room, questioning, "What is it?"

"Mr. Adelmar, I made you some milk. It can help to sober you up," Doris replied softly.

Waylon replied gruffly from inside, "Leave it at the door. I'll get it later."

"But the milk won't taste good when it gets cold," she replied.

"I'll be quick!"

Doris mustered her courage and said, "And...I have something to tell you."

Waylon was speechless. He replied after a while, "Just shoot. I can hear you!"

"It's inconvenient for me to tell you from here," Doris replied as she cast a glance down the hallway.

Creak! The door was flung open.

Waylon showed up at the door wearing only a bathrobe.

He furrowed his brow and asked, "Don't you know you're annoying?"

Doris was caught off guard when the door opened abruptly. She nearly fell forward and bumped into his chest.

She regained her balance and looked up in surprise.

Then, she took in his muscular, tanned chest. The neckline of his bathrobe revealed just a hint of his ripped muscles.

She saw his charming face and deep eyes. He was macho but also cultured.

His hair was still damp. His body gave off steam from the bath, which then rose into the air.

This man always exuded a sense of abstinence. Now, he looked the exact opposite.

A powerful masculine scent drifted in Doris' direction and she was momentarily spellbound.

She blushed and almost dropped the tray of milk she was carrying.

A cold voice came from above, mocking, "Haven't you had enough? So, you like this look of mine?"

"What?" Doris' cheeks got even redder as she finally regained composure.

"I…brought you milk," she stammered.

Waylon moved aside to make room for Doris while holding a towel in one hand to dry his hair.

Hastily, she entered the room and placed the tray on the coffee table in the lounge area.

Waylon's bedroom was divided into two sections, and the outside area had a moderately sized lounge area.

"I have something to tell you," Doris said.

She dared not raise her head to look at Waylon.

She had never before seen the seductive side of him. Her cheeks felt warm, and her heart was racing.

"Hmm," Waylon grunted in response.

"Daniel came to see me today," she said.

Waylon shot her a glance and asked, "Why are you telling me this? Is it necessary to explain it to me?"

She was at a loss for words.

This time, her face burned hotter due to her embarrassment.

For a moment, she felt like she shouldn't bother to explain to him. His tone was indifferent, like a stranger, and he didn't seem to care who she met.