Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1333 Who Wants Revenge on Her?

Thud! The man fell half-dead and tumbled to the ground.

Waylon grabbed him and then punched him again.

In this frenzy of punches and kicks, the man turned into a bloody mess.

“Waylon!” Only then did Doris see the nan who had gone mad like a devil and threw herself into his arms. Sob…

“You’re okay,” Waylon cooed, panting heavily, one arm tightly around her, his chin resting on top of her head. “It’s alright, Doris. I’m back! I’m here!”

Sob… Doris curled up in his arms. “I thought I was done for. I was so scared. Thank goodness you came back. Waylon. Thank goodness you came back. I was so afraid…”

She cried desperately, her arms tightly wrapped around Waylon’s neck, her whole body buried in his embrace.

The community security arrived, and when they saw the situation in front of them, they were all stunned.

Before long, 911 also arrived, and the man was pulled into the car.

Waylon and Doris followed in the police car.

The two of them snuggled closely in the back seat, and Doris wanted to hold Waylon’s hand. She reached out and found it sticky.

frowned and sighed softly.

that the back of his hand was a bloody mess. She looked at the other hand, and

but cry again, even

her back

against his shoulder. “It must hurt terribly,

that,” Waylon lowered his head and whispered in her ear. “When we give our statements at the police

shimmering in her eyes as she looked at the handsome and noble man

her.

his profile appeared even more captivating than usual, causing her -heart to skip a

man was now her lawful husband, the person she could rely on for the rest of her

him, feeling a

embraced her, his chin gently brushing

been determined against was not love itself but loving the wrong

single than settle” seemed to be the

she brought her face closer and gently kissed Waylon’s chiseled jawline. “I don’t know how to express my gratitude. I’ll thank you now like this.”

her. “Who said a kiss is enough for a thanks?”

she lowered her long eyelashes, murmuring, “I don’t have anything to

to wipe Waylon’s cheek with her hand, but he grabbed her wrist firmly. “Cut it out! The cops are in front!”

more intensely, burying her entire self in his

jurisdiction. This was because Waylon had beaten the criminal to