The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033 Entered the Wrong Private Room

Doris remained silent, lost in her thoughts. Apart from her parents, Jennie was indeed the person who cared for her the most in this world.

But she couldn't help but worry about her children. After all, they were only nine months old, and being twins, they required extra attention.

"How about this," Jennie suggested, breaking the silence. "You go back and check on the kids first. I'll manage for an hour on my own."

"That works," Doris replied. "Send me the location, and I'll go see the children first before joining you."

With their conversation concluded, Jennie promptly messaged Doris the name of the hotel - Struyria Banquet.

Doris glanced at the message and realized it was a luxurious venue. Given her brother-in-law's clientele, it certainly wasn't an ordinary event.

She responded to Jennie with an OK emoji, indicating her understanding.

"I have a car here," Emmeline said to Doris. "Why don't you take my car back?"

"I'd better take a taxi," Doris declined. "I'm not confident in my driving skills. I rarely drive, so I don't want to risk it."

"I won't be able to drop you off either," Emmeline said. "Mr. Abel is coming over shortly, and we're going to see the kids together."

"You're fortunate," Doris said with a tinge of envy. "Your husband dotes on you, and your mother-in-law loves you. It's not the same for me."

"You'll have that too in the future, don't worry!" Emmeline reassured her, pinching her smooth and fair cheeks. "You have the face of happiness!" Doris blushed at the compliment, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling.

She hoped Emmeline's words would come true.

Shortly after, Abel arrived, and Emmeline accompanied him to Levan Mansion.

Doris headed back to Macsen Villa.

At this hour, she expected Waylon to be home. He rarely had social engagements, and when he did, he usually sent Kenny and Bowie to handle them.

He would just lounge around at home like a big couch potato.

But surprisingly, Waylon wasn't there this time.

Doris felt unexpectedly relieved. Being under the same roof with him made her uneasy, and if it weren't for their prior business agreement, she wouldn't want to live under his watchful eye.

In any case, Doris was still considering replaceing a suitable house and moving out as soon as possible.

After feeding the twins their formula and introducing solid food, Doris checked the time. It was already 8 o'clock.

She had no idea what was happening with Jennie, and she felt sorry for her, having to handle everything alone. Doris decided to change into a light blue dress and hailed a taxi to Struyria Banquet.

Jennie had sent her the name of the venue via WhatsApp, along with the room number - Supreme 117.

Doris entered the elevator and arrived at the door of Room 117.

The door was slightly ajar, so she pushed it open and said, "Am I late?"

But then, she froze.

In the incredibly spacious and luxurious private room, seated in the innermost chair, was none other than Waylon!

Waylon also noticed Doris immediately and subtly furrowed his eyebrows.

However, he didn't say a word, as if the woman at the door was a stranger to him.

On the other hand, Kenny, sitting next to Waylon, glanced at Doris, then back at Waylon.

Seeing Waylon's silence, he dared not say anything either.

Doris's face instantly heated up, turning as red as a rooster's crest.

She quickly glanced at the guests in the private room.

Jennie was nowhere to be seen, but aside from the Adelmar siblings, two other men held high positions.

Doris realized that she had walked into the wrong private room.

Wait, did she mistakenly enter Waylon's private room?

"I'm sorry," Doris hurriedly bowed, "Is this not 117?"

"Is it Emperor or Supreme?" Kenny asked in a gentle tone, but he didn't address Doris by name.

"I'm looking for Supreme 117," Doris said in a rush, her beautiful almond eyes shining and her long lashes casting shadows beneath them.

"This side is the Emperor," Bowie interjected.

Emperor?

Doris quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I must have walked into the wrong room."

"You walked onto the wrong floor," Kenny patiently corrected her. "The one to the left is the Supreme."

"Uh, thank you, thank you," Doris nodded gratefully, her face flushed with embarrassment. She hastily turned around and left.

How humiliating, how utterly embarrassing!

Doris covered her face with her hand, feeling the scorching heat.

She had been afraid of him all along, and she even tried to escape him. And now, she had barged into his room.

Couldn't she see the look of disgust on Waylon's face when he looked up at her?