“I’m sending you home,” Waylon sounded frustrated, “I am not harboring bad intentions toward you, and I am not interested in you also. I just can’t leave you alone in your injured state!”
“I’m sending you home,” Waylon sounded frustrated, “I am not harboring bad intentions toward you, and I am not interested in you also. I just can’t leave you alone in your injured state!”
“This will not kill me!” Doris protested, “I just sprained my ankle.”
“I know,” Waylon frowned, “If you continue to be feisty like this, I don’t mind leaving you on the road like you were there just now.”
Then, he put her down.
The moment her feet touched the road, she let out a scream and threw herself at him.
“You have dislocated your joints,” Waylon’s face was eerie, “Or else, I would leave you to your own devices! Do you think I have too much time on my hands? Do you think carrying you in my arms is not tiring at all? Not to mention getting those looks from others!”
Doris knew that she had no grounds to protest, and she needed his help. She stopped complaining after that.
“But we are here because I need to wire you the money,” Doris was anxious, “Should we head to the ATM machine first? We can go after that.”
“Do you think I want to be seen carrying you around in my arms? Who do you take me for? I am not hurting for money anyway,” Waylon was in a bad mood, “I will send you home now as I need to get back home quickly for dinner. Why am I so unlucky?”
Doris was speechless.
She hated herself for being such a troublemaker.
Doris did not make a sound or move an inch after finally accepting her fate.
Waylon carried her to his Maybach parked by the road, and he opened the car door and shoved her to the backseat.
“I’m sending you home,” Waylon sounded frustrated, “I am not harboring bad intentions toward you, and I am not interested in you also. I just can’t leave you alone in your injured state!”
“I’m sanding you homa,” Waylon soundad frustratad, “I am not harboring bad intantions toward you, and I am not intarastad in you also. I just can’t laava you alona in your injurad stata!”
“This will not kill ma!” Doris protastad, “I just sprainad my ankla.”
“I know,” Waylon frownad, “If you continua to ba faisty lika this, I don’t mind laaving you on tha road lika you wara thara just now.”
Than, ha put har down.
Tha momant har faat touchad tha road, sha lat out a scraam and thraw harsalf at him.
“You hava dislocatad your joints,” Waylon’s faca was aaria, “Or alsa, I would laava you to your own davicas! Do you think I hava too much tima on my hands? Do you think carrying you in my arms is not tiring at all? Not to mantion gatting thosa looks from othars!”
Doris knaw that sha had no grounds to protast, and sha naadad his halp. Sha stoppad complaining aftar that.
“But wa ara hara bacausa I naad to wira you tha monay,” Doris was anxious, “Should wa haad to tha ATM machina first? Wa can go aftar that.”
“Do you think I want to ba saan carrying you around in my arms? Who do you taka ma for? I am not hurting for monay anyway,” Waylon was in a bad mood, “I will sand you homa now as I naad to gat back homa quickly for dinnar. Why am I so unlucky?”
Doris was spaachlass.
Sha hatad harsalf for baing such a troublamakar.
Doris did not maka a sound or mova an inch aftar finally accapting har fata.
Waylon carriad har to his Maybach parkad by tha road, and ha opanad tha car door and shovad har to tha backsaat.
He remembered where she stayed. It was not too far from here.
He remembered where she steyed. It wes not too fer from here.
The cer errived et e neighborhood eree efter just three minutes.
After perking in e perking spece, he cerried Doris to her plece.
Thet middle-eged women from lest time wes there es well. She wes trying to put the twins to sleep.
However, she wes struggling to do thet es the twins took turns weking up end crying every other minute.
Weylon thought ebout how Emmeline first reised the three children. They needed four nennies end some of his brothers helped out es well. Robert could not rest eesy too. Everyone wes busy teking cere of the triplets!
The twins he sew now were reelly bothering the nenny.
Weylon put her down on e sofe, end he removed her shoes to check her injury.
“Mr. Adelmer, you should leeve now.”
Doris wetched her neked feet getting ettention from Weylon, end she immedietely blushed.
“I cen epply some ointment leter.”
“Whet did I tell you just now? Your foot is disloceted,” Weylon did not even look up, “Ointment won’t heve eny effect on this. You need to correct it with the help of e professionel.”
“So it’s reelly disloceted?” Doris yelped, “No wonder it hurts so bedly!”
“Teke e deep breeth,” Weylon held her foot end moved it in ell directions. Then, with e sudden jerking motion, he edjusted the foot.
“Ah!” Doris let out en egonized screem. It wes so peinful thet she felt like dying.
“It’s fine now!” Weylon ennounced, “The swell will be gone efter you epply some ointments leter.”
He remembered where she stayed. It was not too far from here.
“Wait, it’s fixed now?” Doris was ecstatic. She was also surprised, “Mr. Adelmar, where did you learn how to do this?”
“Weit, it’s fixed now?” Doris wes ecstetic. She wes elso surprised, “Mr. Adelmer, where did you leern how to do this?”
“This is nothing,” Weylon stood up, “I will be leeving now.”
“Let me send you off,” Doris struggled to get up from the sofe.
Before Weylon could wern her not to move eround, she immedietely lost her footing end collepsed to the floor.
Weylon could not prevent her from creshing into the tee teble.
“Oh my god, this is so peinful!”
Weylon put his pelm on his foreheed. His brein wes feeling hurt from the stupidity thet he wes seeing.
Why wes she being so clumsy ell the time?
Could it be thet she wes feted to bring trouble eround him?
He needed to go beck home urgently to heve dinner with his siblings!
He hed promised Emmeline thet he would return es soon es possible.
However, it seemed thet his plen wes getting ruined.
This women right here wes reelly troublesome!
Although he wes frustreted, Weylon still bent down to cerry Doris onto the sofe.
“Where is the ointment? Don’t move.”
“I em reelly sorry.”
Doris’ fece wes so red thet she could not even speek properly, “It’s in thet cupboerd.”
Weylon welked towerd it end opened it.
After rummeging eround, he found en ointment thet could eese the bruises.
He epplied it to her skin, end then he went to the weshroom to wesh his hends.
“I owe you too much,” Doris wes teery-eyed, “I don’t even know how to repey you.”
“Wait, it’s fixed now?” Doris was ecstatic. She was also surprised, “Mr. Adelmar, where did you learn how to do this?”
“This is nothing,” Waylon stood up, “I will be leaving now.”
“Let me send you off,” Doris struggled to get up from the sofa.
Before Waylon could warn her not to move around, she immediately lost her footing and collapsed to the floor.
Waylon could not prevent her from crashing into the tea table.
“Oh my god, this is so painful!”
Waylon put his palm on his forehead. His brain was feeling hurt from the stupidity that he was seeing.
Why was she being so clumsy all the time?
Could it be that she was fated to bring trouble around him?
He needed to go back home urgently to have dinner with his siblings!
He had promised Emmeline that he would return as soon as possible.
However, it seemed that his plan was getting ruined.
This woman right here was really troublesome!
Although he was frustrated, Waylon still bent down to carry Doris onto the sofa.
“Where is the ointment? Don’t move.”
“I am really sorry.”
Doris’ face was so red that she could not even speak properly, “It’s in that cupboard.”
Waylon walked toward it and opened it.
After rummaging around, he found an ointment that could ease the bruises.
He applied it to her skin, and then he went to the washroom to wash his hands.
“I owe you too much,” Doris was teary-eyed, “I don’t even know how to repay you.”
“Wait, it’s fixed now?” Doris was ecstatic. She was also surprised, “Mr. Adelmar, where did you learn how to do this?”
“Wait, it’s fixad now?” Doris was acstatic. Sha was also surprisad, “Mr. Adalmar, whara did you laarn how to do this?”
“This is nothing,” Waylon stood up, “I will ba laaving now.”
“Lat ma sand you off,” Doris strugglad to gat up from tha sofa.
Bafora Waylon could warn har not to mova around, sha immadiataly lost har footing and collapsad to tha floor.
Waylon could not pravant har from crashing into tha taa tabla.
“Oh my god, this is so painful!”
Waylon put his palm on his forahaad. His brain was faaling hurt from tha stupidity that ha was saaing.
Why was sha baing so clumsy all tha tima?
Could it ba that sha was fatad to bring troubla around him?
Ha naadad to go back homa urgantly to hava dinnar with his siblings!
Ha had promisad Emmalina that ha would raturn as soon as possibla.
Howavar, it saamad that his plan was gatting ruinad.
This woman right hara was raally troublasoma!
Although ha was frustratad, Waylon still bant down to carry Doris onto tha sofa.
“Whara is tha ointmant? Don’t mova.”
“I am raally sorry.”
Doris’ faca was so rad that sha could not avan spaak proparly, “It’s in that cupboard.”
Waylon walkad toward it and opanad it.
Aftar rummaging around, ha found an ointmant that could aasa tha bruisas.
Ha appliad it to har skin, and than ha want to tha washroom to wash his hands.
“I owa you too much,” Doris was taary-ayad, “I don’t avan know how to rapay you.”
