Chapter 613


    Dorothy was all too aware of what he was implying.


    Buttely, Everett had been pushing his luck, inch by inch. Where was the restraint that once


    defined the stoic CEO?


    "You''re still injured!"


    "Are you questioning my capabilities?" he retorted with a raised eyebrow.


    Dorothy rolled her eyes. How could she dare?


    She quickly discovered just how capable an "injured" man could be!


    He even had the audacity to im they were testing the mattress quality.


    After being fervently loved, Dorothy didn''t even want to move. As Everett''s wounds healed, his


    appetite for variety seemed to grow.


    She thought about resisting, butcking his strength, she could only plead for mercy.


    Lying in bed, breathless, Dorothy gave him a sultry look; even her annoyed re seemed


    coquettish.


    "Who does this in the broad daylight, Everett?"


    Everett didn''t argue, simply scooping her up from the bed and carrying her to the bathroom.


    "I''m drained too. What about the kidster?" she asked.


    "I''ve hired a nanny to look after them and a chef to prepare nutritious meals." Everett would always


    ensure his children were well taken care of first.


    Hearing this, Dorothy became even more irritated.


    "So you''ve been nning to do this in the vi since we got off the ne."


    Everettughed with a deep, resonant sound. His voice betrayed a hint of hurt, "Dorothy, it''s been


    over four years since I''ve indulged."


    How could he be satisfied after just a few times?


    If he didn''t have to consider that Dorothy''s small frame couldn''t handle it, he''d have her in bed for a


    month!


    Dorothy looked at him and teased, "Who knows? After all, you might have been with someone else


    in the meantime; I have no way of verifying that."


    The hand around her waist suddenly tightened.


    Everett pinched her fair face and said, "There''s only ever been you, Dorothy."


    "I know, I was just joking."


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    "I don''t like that joke." His gaze was intense and sincere, as if his eyes had room for Dorothy alone,


    "Having you is enough. It was enough in school, and in the working world. It’s enough for me now,


    and it will be enough for me in the future."


    A blush crept onto Dorothy''s cheeks, and she averted her eyes,ughing to change the subject.


    "Are you trying to wear me out?"


    He affectionately tapped her forehead, his voice a rumbling caress, "You ungrateful little thing."


    The consequence of Dorothy''s feigned suspicion that Everett had been with other women was


    being yfully but firmly taken in the bathroom one more time before he let her rest.


    Shey in the bathtub. Everett was washing her hair, and Dorothy, with eyes half-closed, pondered


    one question.


    Why did this man have so much energy?


    After the bath, Dorothy was so exhausted that she fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.


    Everett, now infortable home clothes, stepped out of the bedroom and went upstairs.


    Abigail and Langston was busy with their building blocks. To be precise, Abigail was engrossed


    while Langston was half-heartedly joining in, his mind on theptop beside him.


    "Daddy! Look at the castle I built!" Abigail waved excitedly upon seeing Everett.


    He sat down beside her, folded his long limbs onto the carpet and touched her little braids, "You''re


    amazing, Abigail."


    "I did it all by myself; my brother didn''t help at all!"


    Langston snorted from the side, "I''m setting up our homework firewall; it''s almost done."


    Watching his son and daughter, and thinking of Dorothy asleep downstairs, Everett suddenly felt


    that life just like this might be touching the ceiling of happiness.