NovelEnglish"Heh." Jeffrey chuckled softly. "You really are as tough as nails. No wonder Everett was so taken with you." Dorothy frowned. "What are you getting at?" Jeffrey shrugged. "I didn't expect to see you again after all these years, so | just thought we could catch up. There's no hidden agenda. You don't need to be so defensive; I'm not like the others.” "I don't have anything to chit-chat about with you." Dorothy was ready to make her exit.
Jeffrey stepped in front of her to block her path. "I thought you might want to ask me about Everett, like who he's marrying." He didn't believe for a second that Dorothy wasn't curious.
"Do | need to know?" Dorothy asked.
Who else would Everett marry other than Heather? The Lopez family wouldn't have it any other way.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter seeing her indifferent expression, Jeffrey felt extremely annoyed. He pulled out his phone and dialed Everett's number.
Everett never used to pick up so quickly, probably because he always assumed Jeffrey was up to no good. This time, however, he answered after only two rings.
Dorothy's fingers were clenched tightly. It was as if a sharp thorn had pierced her heart.
"Hello? What is it?" Ignoring Everett's question, Jeffrey put the call on speaker and turned to Dorothy.
"Well, still got nothing to say? Why don't you ask him yourself who the bride-to-be is?" Dorothy fell silent.
"Everett, guess who's standing in front of me right now?" Jeffrey teasingly raised an eyebrow at Dorothy.
Dorothy glanced instinctively at the phone screen, feeling like she could see him through it.
Time seemed to stand still. She could even hear her own breathing. It had been so many years.
This was the closest she had been to him. So close that she felt like hiding; she wanted to leave Everglow City right then and there.
A few seconds passed, and then Everett's calm and steady voice with a hint of irritation rang out. "I'm not interested." "Wait, you..." Jeffrey's surprised response was cut short when the call ended abruptly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, Dorothy knew that Everett must have guessed everything. He was so smart; he probably knew the moment Jeffrey opened his mouth.
It seemed he had nothing to say to her and didn't want to get involved with her anymore.
Right. He hated her; he had said so himself.
Dorothy took a deep breath, trying to appear normal so as not to let her inner turmoil show. "Mr. Turner, isn't your curiosity satisfied yet? Please leave me alone! If you think there's something between me and Lane, then | can just resign and leave. After this project, | was planning on leaving the country anyway." She wanted to get away from this place where she had to be constantly on guard.
She had run into too many people from her past recently, and there were too many people who thought of Everett when they saw Abigail.
She was living in constant fear.
"Who mentioned anything about Lane? | was talking about you and Everett..." "There's even less chance of anything happening between me and him. You saw it yourself. Everett doesn't want anything to do with me, and | have no intention of getting involved with him either. So, rest assured, | won't interfere with his marriage to Heather." Jeffrey paused as his thin lips curled up slightly. "He didn't marry Heather.” Dorothy was left speechless.
"Everett once said he would never marry the person who hurt you."
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