Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law novel Chapter 950

Chapter 950 Who Do You Think You Are

Doris was stunned for a few seconds, but she also felt pride.

That noble-looking man was here to visit her!

Heh! Come look at this, my neighbors! Don’t look down on single mothers!

“So am I going to just stand in front of your door? Are you going to give me a puffy hat to wear as well?” Waylon said coldly.

Doris blushed intensely. “Ah! Sorry! Please come in, Mr. Adelmar!” she said while making way for him to come in.

Waylon walked inside. “Should I change into slippers?”

“I don’t have any slippers for men here. You can wear your shoes this time. Next time, I’ll…”

Waylon shot a glance at her, which made her immediately shut up.

Ah! I’m careless with my words again! I can’t possibly hope he’ll come again next time!

Doris’ house was a two-bedroom apartment unit. It was slightly aged, but it was well-maintained.

Waylon walked into the house. He noticed a middle-aged woman taking care of the twin babies in one of the bedrooms.

“She’s the nanny from my sister’s house,” Doris said. “She’s here to look after the babies.”

“Mm.” Waylon nodded. He knew Jennie very well.novelxo.com fast update

“Please have a seat.” Doris led him to the sofa in the cramped living room and poured a glass of water for him.

“Don’t worry about me,” Waylon said. He shot a glance at the glass in front of him.

He did not have the habit of eating or drinking in strangers’ houses, but Doris pushed the glass toward him anyway.

Someone was knocking on the door.

“It must be that b*stard!” Doris said. “Let me get it.”

Waylon did not say anything. He remained seated on the sofa.

“Diana Nelson? Why are you here? Who asked you to come here?” Doris said angrily.

“Ahh!” Josiah’s knees went limp.

Diana was shocked. “Jo! What happened?”

Josiah lifted his head to look at the man standing behind Doris.

He looks like a god! Where is he from?

“I was only trying to shake your hand. Why are you so weak?” Waylon said with a smile.

Were you only shaking my hand? Why did it feel like my soul left my body?

Waylon pulled his hand away and dusted it, as though whatever he touched earlier was incredibly filthy.

“What a weak man. No wonder he’s impotent,” Waylon said.

Diana was gawking at the godlike man in front of her. When Waylon mentioned Josiah’s impotency, she thrust her stomach and said, “He’s not weak at all! And he’s not impotent. This is…”

“Who do you think you are? Do you think you can speak to me?” Waylon glared at her coldly. “Also, are you sure that the child belongs to that man?”