The Quadruplets Are Mine?
Chapter 1207

Chapter 1207 Buying A House

Emmeline hesitated for a moment, then gently asked, "But hasn't she been getting along well with you?"

"What do you mean by 'getting along well?" Waylon countered.

Isn't she and the kids staying at my place due to an emergency? It's time for her to replace her place and move out. Besides, it's inappropriate for them to live with a single man like me. How would that look to other people? And it's been nothing but a hassle for me!"

Emmeline grumbled, "Let people think what they want. Why would it be a hassle for you? Is your villa not spacious enough, or you're saying there are not enough rooms for you?"

Humph, blockhead! I'm trying to play matchmaker here! No wonder you're still single at thirty-two!

Waylon thought to himself.

Of course, it's troublesome for me. I've been lucky that nothing inappropriate has happened so far. But if it did, who would be at fault? Would it be Doris for supposedly seducing me, or would I be the scoundrel in the scenario? She needs

to move out.

"Enough." he snapped, his tone firm.

"Stay out of this. It's not your place to interfere!"

Emmeline grumbled a little upset, "Did you have a crush on Lily? Is that why you're so keen to have Doris

leave?"

Indignant, Waylon shot back, "Nonsense! After all this time, do you not know me better than that?"

Emmeline was speechless.

He has a point. How could a man of Waylon's discerning taste fall for someone like Lily? She wasn't even close to being worthy of him.

"I can't win an argument with you!" Emmeline muttered. "Anyway, you should look out for Doris even though she has moved out. She's a single mother. Things are difficult for her!"

"Is her being a single mother my fault?" Waylon asked, clearly surprised.

"Is that what I mean? Why are you being so defensive? I'm just asking you to look out for her. What's so wrong with that?"

He scowled, pausing for a moment before speaking softly, "Emma, you need to understand that not everyone has the same luck as you. I can't take on the role of a guardian for another sister, especially one with two children. There's only one Erma Adelmar in this world."

She sighed, her tone tinged with sadness. "I know," she replied. "I'm not forcing you to do anything. But can't you help her in whatever way you can?"

"I don't need lessons in compassion from you," he retorted. Im not heartless, alright?"

Emmeline nodded, "You've got a point. When you have time, let's gather at the Nightfall Cafe."

Waylon agreed, "No problem. Tell me what you want to eat. I'll bring it over."

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"I'll send Sam to buy the ingredients. When are you coming?"

Waylon replied, "Around noon. I'll ask Bowie, Kenny, and Ben to join us."

"That's a good idea."

Emmeline was pleased when all her brothers came over. She said. "I'll ask Sam to buy more ingredients." "Hmm, good girl," Waylon said, ending the call.

It was just past ten in the morning when Waylon finished his breakfast.

After getting dressed, he was ready to leave, and his driver was set to take him to the Imperial Palace.

As they were en route, their path took them through Starhill Garden.

The driver turned to Waylon with a curious look, "Isn't that Ms. Doris over there?"

"What?"

Waylon caught off guard, sat up abruptly in the passenger seat and peered intently in the indicated direction.

Sure enough, there she was. She was dressed in a white shirt and skinny jeans, talking to a salesgirl. It was unmistakably Doris.

Her hair was swept up into a casual, loose ponytail, and her face bore the glisten of sweat under the bright. morning sun. Her fatigue was apparent, likely the result of an intense morning spent searching for the perfect home.

Waylon narrowed his eyes. He thought to himself. She wants to buy instead of renting? That's wise.

Doris grumbled in her heart.

Initially, I wanted to rent a house. After running around all morning. I still couldn't replace a suitable place. I figured I should buy a small apartment and provide a stable home for my children and myself! Waylon said to the driver, "Pull over.

The driver took the order. He put on the car signal, drove to the roadside, and parked behind a large bush.

Waylon rolled down the window and watched Doris from a distance. She was talking and gesturing animatedly with the salesgirl.