The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1320 No Appetite.

“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.

Lily hesitated for a moment and then softly said, “Have you eaten yet? Let me treat you.”

nearby bin, and

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

come true.

go home. Call your sister. Your

hanging low and tears still falling, replied, “I’ll wait here for Daniel. He’s in surgery; how can I leave him?”

pale, a hint of pain flashing in his lowered.

eyes.

“Arrange for a

Benjamin nodded. “I’ll stay here

before walking

lot, Waylon opened the Maybach, and Lily took the front passenger seat.

the back,” Waylon said with furrowed brows. “It’s safer.”

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being able to sit beside Waylon. Little did she know

hour, they entered an Italian

“Do you like Italian cuisine?”

fine with it,” Waylon

have to learn how to

ordered chicken scarpariello and

spoke again, “Mr. Adelmar, do you

Waylon repeated the same phrase.

“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 was already a rare