NovelEnglish"You never know, under pressure, people might just do anything." Quincy had almost blurted out her schabout poisoning Dorothy, hoping to scare her a bit. But then she thought better of it and deleted the message. With things as they were, it seemed best to wait and see what would unfold.
Who knew what the endgmight be? If Dorothy continued to be blind to the situation, then the antidote... would becQuincy's trump card.
Thinking this, Quincy couldn't help but smirk.
Wasn't this just fate lending her a hand? She had thought that by giving Dorothy the antidote, she'd be able to kick her out of the picture! But Dorothy, not taking it, ended up playing right into her hands! Well... she couldn't blherself for that.
Dorothy hadn't slept long, finding the hospital's sterile scent distasteful.
As consciousness returned, she slowly opened her eyes, first noticing the soft tapping of fingers on a keyboard. It was light, but audible.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShifting slightly, she looked towards the source of the sound.
Everett was there, seated at a table next to the hospital room, buried in work.
That scene...
It was as if they were back in their days in Swevia Country.
Often she would wake up to find Everett engrossed in work.
His responsibilities were immense, managing the ins and outs of the Lopez Corporation. Whenever he could, he'd take matters into his own hands, relying on no one else. But this dedication meant he seldom had tfor rest.
"Awake?" Everett seemed to have a sixth sense for her.
Even without her speaking, and with minimal movement, he noticed.
"Yeah." She smiled, sitting up in bed, "Why didn't you wake me? It can't be comfortable working here." Everett, being tall, had to hunch over to fit at the hospital's dining table.
"Seeing you sleep so soundly, and considering I'm the cause, I figured I could handle a little discomfort." "..." Dorothy's cheeks flushed, "You don't much seem like a CEO right now." What happened to his usual cool demeanor? His reticence? "There's no one else here, why bother with pretenses?" Everett closed his laptop and stood unmoving closer, "Don't worry, I'm only like this with you." Dorothy scoffed.
That wasn't her concern! "Head back to Bay Residence? Or... go on a date?" Everett was still keen on fulfilling their wish to go out like a young couple.
"What about Abigail and Langston?" "Our son would love nothing more than for us to bond more." Langston indeed feared another argument between them.
Dorothy's smile widened, her eyes squinting, "Then, I want to go on a date." "Alright." Everett reached for the car keys in his bag when Dorothy suddenly whispered, "Before our date, let's swing by Bay Residence." "Why?" "To grab something!" A crucial dating accessory.
An hour later.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEverett and Dorothy appeared in a mall's underground parking lot.
They exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.
"Wearing that outfit, you really do look like a high school student sneaking out for a date." Doropointed at Everett's Eldorria City High School uniform.
om She didn't dare opt for a middle school uniform, fearing they'd be accused of puppy love. So, she specifically chose a high school uniform to avoid drawing to much attention. But Dorothy had miscalculated.
She forgot...
Whether in middle or high school, as long as Everett stood there, he was the heartthrob. X
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