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.

and sighed

brought it into the light, only to discover that the back of his hand was a bloody mess. She looked at the other hand, and it

but cry again, even more

Waylon cooed, patting her back gently. “It’s just superficial wounds, nothing serious!”

it hurt?” Doris sobbed against his shoulder. “It must hurt terribly, right? I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I got you involved!”

in her ear. “When we give our statements at the police station,

her head, tears shimmering in her eyes as she looked at

her.

the car was dimly lit, but his profile appeared even more captivating than usual, causing her -heart to

this outstanding man was now her lawful husband, the person she could rely

snuggled closer to him, feeling

chin gently brushing against her

what he had been determined against

single than settle” seemed to be the perfect

called out as she brought her face closer and gently kissed Waylon’s chiseled jawline. “I don’t know how to express

count,” Waylon lovingly teased, gazing at her. “Who said a kiss is enough for a thanks?”

to thank you

cheek with her hand, but he grabbed her wrist firmly. “Cut it out! The cops are in front!” His deep, hoarse voice whispered

more intensely, burying her entire self in his

within their jurisdiction. This was because Waylon had beaten the criminal to the brink of death, and saving his life was the top