NovelEnglishe on, spill the beans already! If you don't letin on the rest of the plan today, someone's gonna be sulking. I won't let him get his way." || || "Just tell me! I'm going to find out sooner or later anyway. If you tellnow, at least I can brace myself." Everett could actually understand Dorothy's mindset.
This feeling of marching forward without knowing anything, he had been living with it for over a decade. He was practically a veteran! "Alright then." Seeing him soften, Dorothy immediately scooted closer. "So, spill it! I'm all ears." "Let's cross that bridge when wee to it." || "Otherwise, who knows if you'll back out, claiming you're too tired or something." Dorothy pouted. "Am I that unreliable to you?" Everett nodded solemnly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Absolutely not." Whether she was reliable or not was beside the point now! The next morning, when Everett woke up, the lady by his side was still asleep.
He leaned down to plant a kiss on her cheek before reluctantly getting up to freshen up.
After washing soats in the kitchen and before he could even fetch sveggies from the fridge, Quincy's call cthrough! Clearly, she was worried sick.
Of course, Everett was hoping she would be. How else would he carry out his plan? "Speak." His tone was as cold as ever upon answering.
"Mr. Lopez, are... are you in Eldorria City right now?" Quincy's tone seemed urgent, as if she had run into strouble. "Yeah, what's up?" "It's... I need to see you," Quincy าวน์ sighed, sounding defeated. "My father, he's on my case about getting married again. You know how it is, I'm cornered! So, when you mentioned that you had a plan, and if followed it, you would believe me, have you thought of it yet? Both of them were putting on an act.
It was all about who could outperform the other.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I've thought about it, but... it's a bit unfair to you, so I'm considering other options." Hearing that Everett had something in mind, Quincy certainly didn't want to miss it.
"Please, tell me! I think I can handle anything, as long as it gets me... into the Lopez family, freeingfrom my parents' pressure." She really knew how to play the victim.
"Well," Everett said, fetching vegetables from the fridge, then chopping them up to prepare a veggie oatmeal, "considering how the Caldwell family is treating you, your parents aren't exactly in a position to pressure you anymore. If you wantto believe you need to know there's something or someone you care deeply about. That's the only way to keep things balanced." "I get your point. So, Mr. Lopez, what are you suggesting?" Everett paused deliberately.
Then, with a bit of reluctance, he said, "Nothing else seems to hold much sway, so I think... before we get married, you need to have a child." A child?! Quincy was taken aback. "A child with... who?" "Obviously, with someone from the Lopez family. You're going to marry in anyway, so when the childes doesn't really matter. Having it now just givessinsurance." hovels
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