Doris, Yes, thatâs right. The whole thing lasted only three or four minutes, with a oneâminute break in between. Can someone truly fight in such a short amount of time?
Mr. Adelmar also appeared calm and composed, not like someone who had just been in at fight.
If he had battled someone, wouldnât he be sweating profusely after such a brief encounter?
Doris felt relieved.
The chauffeur started the car and returned to Starhill Garden.
Waylon came out of the rear seat and leaned in to help Doris out of the car.
âI can walk,â Doris admitted hesitantly. âI can manage on my own.â
âAre you sure?â Waylon asked, his brow slightly furrowed and his face cold.
âYou can just lend me a hand,â Doris explained. âI only have minor injuries and no broken bones.â
âAll right then,â Waylon said as he extended his enormous hand to support her, adding, âBe careful.â
They exited the car, entered the security entrance, and finally reached the elevator with his assistance.
Her knees were both burning with pain, and her flesh was torn.
Although her bones were not broken, she had fallen rather hard, and it was excruciatingly painful.
Dorisâ face had grown pale from pain by the time they reached the twelfth floor in the elevator.
Sweat was flowing down her brow, but she gritted her teeth and stood tall, not saying anything.
Waylon could sense her determination and could tell she was in a lot of pain.
He couldnât insist because she didnât want to be carried In his heart, he thought, Her determination and tenacity are comparable to those of his familyâs young martial sister.
Mrs. Flores was taken aback when she saw Dorisâs condition when they first entered the house.
âOh my, Doris, what happened to you?â
âItâs all my fault,â Waylon stated solemnly. âI didnât take good care of her.â
Mrs. Flores asked, âHow can you blame yourself?â âWasnât Doris out with Mr. Daniel?â
âDonât mention it,â Doris said as she sat down on the sofa. âI ran into a jerk, just my bad luck.â
âGet some iodine and some cotton pads,â Waylon said to Mrs. Flores. âIâll help her treat the abrasions.â
Mrs. Flores dashed off to get the first aid kit.
Waylon took out the iodine and cotton pads and gently wiped Dorisâ wounds.
Fortunately, the scratches were only superficial and not very deep, so she didnât need a bandage.
âLet them air dry like this,â Waylon instructed. âBe careful not to get them wet when shower, and theyâll heal in two days.â
âNot get them wet?â Doris asked, her brow furrowed. âHow can you take a bath without. getting wet?â
âA towel?â Waylon asked, frowning. âI refuse to believe that a wet towel canât be washed for this purpose.â
âOh, a wet towel works too,â Doris said, lowering her head and apologizing. âI always seem to cause trouble for you.â
Waylonâs lips twitched. âItâs a debt from a past life.â âAs long as Iâm with you, trouble is always stirred up!â
Doris, ââ¦â She was well aware that he disliked her.
They escaped with Waylon leading the way, and the Nimbus Hotel exploded shortly after.
Raymondâs relatives arrived shortly afterwards.
Lily and her brother, as well as the wedding banquetâs host, were summoned.
The Richardson family was taken aback when they discovered that the person who had paralyzed Raymond was Waylon, the Imperial Palaceâs club owner.
Even if their family held a little position, such as mayor of Struyria, they would still defer to Waylon, who was left with nothing but money.
After all, Waylon could easily overpower them with his wealth!
Waylon is currently funding several new government initiatives in Struyria. Who could possibly challenge him?
Oh no, how can this dispute be settled?
The Richardson family directed their anger at the wedding banquetâs host.
After all, the incident happened at their wedding reception!
They couldnât escape the responsibility.
When the host of the wedding feast saw this, he couldnât stand it.
As a result, they shifted the blame to Lily.
After all, Lily introduced Waylon, right?
In a hurry, Lily passed the blame to Raymond.
Who made Raymond behave like a jerk and bully her âgirlfriendâ?
Waylonâs assistant was the âgirlfriendâ of her brother.
Even when it comes to hitting a dog, the owner must be considered!
If you, Raymond, act like a thug against their assistant, and Waylon doesnât beat you, who will?
As a result, the Richardson familyâs emotions were filled with repressed anger.