NovelEnglish"Oh." Once Dad spoke up, Langston naturally had to comply.
He wouldn't dare cross the man who was fiercely protective of his wife! Easy to find himself kicked out of the house before even turning eighteen.
After putting Abigail and Langston to bed, Everett tiptoed back to the master bedroom.
Dorothy had just cout of the shower, steam rising off her, her fair face flushed pink...
His gaze was glued to her and wouldn't budge.
Dorothy quickly sensed something was off and immediately covered her chest with a towel, eyeing him warily, "What do you think you're doing?" "Just looking at my wife." "Reminder! I'm not your wife right now, I'm your ex-wife, your girlfriend, but not your spouse." Everett arched an eyebrow, "That's easy to fix, you can be tomorrow." "Then we can go register tomorrow?" Dorothy asked immediately.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEverett didn't answer that question.
She approached him, "You don't want to marry me?" "Dorothy, we rushed into marriage last time. I didn't give you anything, no proposal, no wedding, how can that be considered a proper marriage?" He didn't want Dorothy to feel shortchanged all her life.
Women, don't they all dream of looking stunning on their big day, a memory to cherish forever? "I just want to be with you, nothing else matters." In Dorothy's eyes, she never really cared for ceremonials.
Maybe it was her parents' relationship growing up, she never had any days worth commemorating, so she overlooked these things.
"But I want to give you the best." This had beca fixation for Everett.
"Alright! I'll listen to you." Dorothy squeezed his hand, smiling, "Married or not, I'm yours." "I need everyone to know that you're mine." By then, they would have to invite Kenneth over.
Maybe Byte 7 too.
The next morning, Everett received a friend request.
The Whatnwas blank, the profile picture a plain white image, all mysterious.
No need to guess, this had to be Byte 7.
He was curious to see what this guy wanted.
Expecting Byte 7 to speak first, noon, yet there was no messet s meeting dragged on tillet from the other side.
"Playing it cool." Everett wouldn't reach out first, knowing Dorothy's nature, she wouldn't make the first move either. Probably Byte 7 was testing the waters! Sure enough, in the afternoon, an emoji was sent over.
/Smile Everett raised an eyebrow, leaning back, his long legs crossed his fingers tapping on the lightly. After a moment, he replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWho's this? Byte 7.0 Quick response, huh! Oh, what's up? desk Suturally, Kinda, got a moment? I'd like to meet in person, to talk.
A meeting?
Everett glanced at his schedule on the desk, then replied, "Sure, where? Sendthe location. Byte 7 didn't text back but sent an address instead.
He stood up, grabbing his car keys as he walked out of the office.
Kevin, coming over with sdocuments, caught him "Mr. Lopez? You heading out?"
"Yeah." Everett buttoned up the top of his shirt, "Should be back soon, callif anything."Sure! Needto E drive you?" "No need." Just a Byte 7, he was curious to see what the man wanted with his wife! Turned Whatnumber back then was a Vetrokol on buying that driver's of luck, never thought its g cin handy now.
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