Chapter 50 Where Did You Go

Doris finally opened her eyes. Now that she was wide awake, everything started to dawn on her. "Oh, it's you, Nancy! I must have talked in my sleep. How did you find me?"

"Are you out of your mind?! You're cooking, and you're cooped up in here, sleeping?!" Nancy's voice rose to the roof, frustrated at how reckless Doris was.

"Oh, my god! I totally forgot about it!" Now, Doris' eyes grew wide as if she had seen a ghost passed by.

Without any other word, she shook off Nancy's hand and jumped off the bed before rushing into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Meanwhile, Nancy flashed a triumphant smile as she followed behind.

Yes, she said that on purpose to frighten Doris so that she wouldn't commit the same mistake of sleeping while something was on the stove.

At this time, Jay hobbled down the stairs, struggling to keep the kitchen under his control.

"Doris, where have you been?" he asked with furrowed brows.

"I...uhm..I...ah... I just went to the bathroom." Doris glanced at Nancy before responded with a slight smile. Her hands rubbed the sides of her legs to ease her frenzy.

"Oh, you've been in there for such a long time that you almost made the kitchen explode," Jay joked with a hint of sarcasm on his tone.

"I know, I'm sorry. But I alr

es joked, with a cunning smile flashing on his face. He cocked his head towards Doris' way to make a point.

Hearing his words, Jay heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Charles knew him well and his inclination for women.

"Doris, did you hear that? Charles asked you to be responsible for me. It was you who hurt me, so how are you going to take care of it, hmmm?"

Jay asked in the most seductive tone he could muster. He even raised his eyebrows as if waiting for her response.

Immediately, Doris was engulfed with terror and despair. It was just seconds ago when she was all on cloud nine for finally being released from him. But now... "I...ah...I will cure you." Although she had a pretty uptight character, Doris was a responsible person. She knew his injury was her fault, so she really needed to take responsibility for that.

Fortunately, it was her area of expertise.

"Mr. Fang, you are a man, and Doris is a woman. Do you think it's appropriate for you two to live in this large villa?" Nancy suddenly asked, hinting that she was not happy with their set up. She was a wise woman who knew exactly what a man was thinking. If anything happened to Doris, no one would be there to help her. Besides, how could she entrust her dear friend to a Casanova like Jay?