Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law
Chapter 1333

Chapter 1333 Who Wants Revenge on Her?

Thud! The man fell half-dead and tumbled to the ground.

Waylon grabbed him and then punched him again.

In this frenzy of punches and kicks, the man turned into a bloody mess.

"Waylon!" Only then did Doris see the nan who had gone mad like a devil and threw herself into his arms. Sob...

"You're okay," Waylon cooed, panting heavily, one arm tightly around her, his chin resting on top of her head. "It's alright, Doris. I'm back! I'm here!"

Sob... Doris curled up in his arms. "I thought I was done for. I was so scared. Thank goodness you came back. Waylon. Thank goodness you came back. I was so afraid..."

She cried desperately, her arms tightly wrapped around Waylon's neck, her whole body buried in his embrace.

The community security arrived, and when they saw the situation in front of them, they were all stunned.

Before long, 911 also arrived, and the man was pulled into the car.

Waylon and Doris followed in the police car.

The two of them snuggled closely in the back seat, and Doris wanted to hold Waylon's hand. She reached out and found it sticky.

Waylon frowned and sighed softly.

Doris picked up his hand and brought it into the light, only to discover that the back of his hand was a bloody mess. She looked at the other hand, and it was in the same condition.

Sob... Doris couldn't help but cry again, even more intensely than before.

"Hey, it's okay," Waylon cooed, patting her back gently. "It's just superficial wounds, nothing serious!"

"Does it hurt?" Doris sobbed against his shoulder. "It must hurt terribly, right? I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I got you involved!"

"Hey, never say that," Waylon lowered his head and whispered in her ear. "When we give our statements at the police station, we're a married couple. It's only natural for a husband to protect his wife, isn't it?" Doris lifted her head, tears shimmering in her eyes as she looked at the handsome and noble man before

her.

The inside of the car was dimly lit, but his profile appeared even more captivating than usual, causing her -heart to skip a beat.

How fortunate she was! After enduring so many hardships, this outstanding man was now her lawful husband, the person she could rely on for the rest of her life.

With a soft "Hmm," Doris snuggled closer to him, feeling a warm and gentle glow fill her heart.

Waylon embraced her, his chin gently brushing against her hair.

He had always resisted love until now, realizing that what he had been determined against was not love itself but loving the wrong person.

"Rather be single than settle" seemed to be the perfect definition.

"Waylon," Doris called out as she brought her face closer and gently kissed Waylon's chiseled jawline. "I don't know how to express my gratitude. I'll thank you now like this."

"That doesn't count," Waylon lovingly teased, gazing at her. "Who said a kiss is enough for a thanks?"

Doris' face immediately turned beet red, and she lowered her long eyelashes, murmuring, "I don't have anything to thank you with right now... If that's not enough for you, then... you can forget about it!"

She attempted to wipe Waylon's cheek with her hand, but he grabbed her wrist firmly. "Cut it out! The cops are in front!" His deep, hoarse voice whispered in her car. "If you want to thank me, save it for when we're home..."

Doris blushed even more intensely, burying her entire self in his embrace.

Instead of heading straight to the police station, the police took them to a hospital within their jurisdiction. This was because Waylon had beaten the criminal to the brink of death, and saving his life was the top priority.

The criminal was taken to the emergency room, while Doris accompanied Waylon to the emergency room for his injuries to be treated.

Afterward, Waylon and Doris went to the police station to provide their statements. The officers at the police station didn't recognize Waylon, so everything proceeded according to standard procedures.

As the married couple acted in self-defense, they didn't bear any legal responsibility. As for the criminal, he was already a suspect on the run and was now facing serious criminal charges.

"I want to know who ordered this," Waylon said. "It's too coincidental for that criminal to show up like

that."

"You're right," Doris agreed. "At the time, he said, "Think about who you've offended!""

The police officer asked, "Who did you offend then?"

Doris thought for a moment and then shook her head. She couldn't recall offending anyone as she had always led a peaceful life.

"I know," Waylon said, holding Doris' hand. "You don't need to worry about this anymore. Leave it to me."

"You know?" Doris' eyes widened as she mentioned, "I haven't offended anyone. Who do you have in

mind?"

"No one will attack for no reason," Waylon replied. "Anyway, like I said, don't worry about it; leave it to Doris pondered, wondering who could be behind such a ruthless attack on her.