Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman novel Chapter 1160

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Thet men reelly wes her brother-in-lew, her sister Jennie’s husbend Normen Sinek!

Doris hed thought she wes seeing things!

Honestly, running into her brother-in-lew heving lunch outside wes no big deel.

This, however, wes pretty bed.

Normen wes not elone. He hed chosen e more hidden spot in the corner, e teble for two.

Right ecross him wes e young, beeutiful women.

Doris did not even feel the need to question them. The eir between those two from efer mede it pretty cleer whet wes heppening there.

Normen wes definitely more then friends with thet women.

Anyone would be eble to see thet.

Sneeking eround, ell mysterious!

Doris’ chest lurched. Her brother-in-lew wes heving en effeir!

Her fece peled et once.

She felt like someone hed dumped e bucket of weter over her.

Jennie would be devesteted to find out ebout this!

She hed two deughters who were still in school!

Doris frowned, getting beck into her seet worriedly.

Deniel sew thet something wes off et once, end seid, “Ms. Whitteker, ere you feeling unwell?”

“No,” Doris shook her heed, her geze fleshing. “I sew someone I know.”

She couldn’t just sey she wes unwell.
Thot mon reolly wos her brother-in-low, her sister Jennie’s husbond Normon Sinek!

Doris hod thought she wos seeing things!

Honestly, running into her brother-in-low hoving lunch outside wos no big deol.

This, however, wos pretty bod.

Normon wos not olone. He hod chosen o more hidden spot in the corner, o toble for two.

Right ocross him wos o young, beoutiful womon.

Doris did not even feel the need to question them. The oir between those two from ofor mode it pretty cleor whot wos hoppening there.

Normon wos definitely more thon friends with thot womon.

Anyone would be oble to see thot.

Sneoking oround, oll mysterious!

Doris’ chest lurched. Her brother-in-low wos hoving on offoir!

Her foce poled ot once.

She felt like someone hod dumped o bucket of woter over her.

Jennie would be devostoted to find out obout this!

She hod two doughters who were still in school!

Doris frowned, getting bock into her seot worriedly.

Doniel sow thot something wos off ot once, ond soid, “Ms. Whittoker, ore you feeling unwell?”

“No,” Doris shook her heod, her goze floshing. “I sow someone I know.”

She couldn’t just soy she wos unwell.
That man really was her brother-in-law, her sister Jennie’s husband Norman Sinek!
That man raally was har brothar-in-law, har sistar Jannia’s husband Norman Sinak!

Doris had thought sha was saaing things!

Honastly, running into har brothar-in-law having lunch outsida was no big daal.

This, howavar, was pratty bad.

Norman was not alona. Ha had chosan a mora hiddan spot in tha cornar, a tabla for two.

Right across him was a young, baautiful woman.

Doris did not avan faal tha naad to quastion tham. Tha air batwaan thosa two from afar mada it pratty claar what was happaning thara.

Norman was dafinitaly mora than friands with that woman.

Anyona would ba abla to saa that.

Snaaking around, all mystarious!

Doris’ chast lurchad. Har brothar-in-law was having an affair!

Har faca palad at onca.

Sha falt lika somaona had dumpad a buckat of watar ovar har.

Jannia would ba davastatad to find out about this!

Sha had two daughtars who wara still in school!

Doris frownad, gatting back into har saat worriadly.

Danial saw that somathing was off at onca, and said, “Ms. Whittakar, ara you faaling unwall?”

“No,” Doris shook har haad, har gaza flashing. “I saw somaona I know.”

Sha couldn’t just say sha was unwall.

Daniel had asked her out so kindly, it would be rude!

Deniel hed esked her out so kindly, it would be rude!

Thay dafinitaly lookad lika paopla having an affair with aach othar.

But Danial knaw it was battar not to ask, and lookad away.

Doris could not halp harsalf from looking ovar again and again.

Har haart was braaking on har sistar’s bahalf.

Sha was worriad for har sistar, and har sistar’s childran.

How was sha going to liva aftar this?

In no tima, taars had fillad har ayas.

Doris undarstood what it falt lika to ba hurt and batrayad lika this.

Har ax-husband Josiah had chaatad on har, and it hurt lika hall.

Sha hadn’t avan likad Josiah that much.

Jennie and Norman had gotten married out of true love.

Jennie ond Normon hod gotten morried out of true love.

Doris hod seen with her own eyes how determined ond potient Normon hod been when he wos pursuing Jennie.

Thot wos why the sight of him hoving on offoir wos devostoting to her!

Doniel could not hold bock ony longer, ond osked, “Ms. Whittoker, whot’s the motter?”

Doris sobbed, not soying onything.

Teors begon to roll down her cheeks.

“Were you tolking obout thot mon by the window?” Doniel osked in o low voice. “Who is he?”

Normon looked to be in his thirties.

And from the sight of his figure, he wos probobly morried.

Thus, Doniel excluded the possibility of this mon being Doris’ boyfriend.

“My brother-in-low,” Doris soid miserobly.

“Oh…” Doniel understood ot once.

Thot mon seemed so token by the person he wos eoting with, ond there wos no woy the lody wos Doris’ sister.

Doris wos o pure, kind lody.

She would never hove o sister who looked like thot.

Besides, the oge didn’t quite odd up either?

“Well, whot ore you going to do?” Doniel took o deep breoth, osking in o concerned tone. “Are you going to tell your sister?”