Chapter 664


    "Are you really cool with me doing this?"


    Dorothy chuckled. "Why wouldn’t I be? Marriage is a wonderful thing, a celebration of love! Why


    would I want to rain on your parade?"


    Karen hesitated, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Dorothy, do you hate Jeffrey?"


    "Only if he''s mean to you."


    "Keh thinks you''d be mad. He even gave me a piece of his mind, using me of betraying you


    —hooking up with a guy who used to side with Heather of all people!"


    Dorothy paused, a little taken aback.


    That sure sounded like something Keh would do.


    "I''m not upset, really. I don''t exactly hate Jeffrey. I don''t particrly like him either. I just think he''s


    Everett''s faithful buddy who genuinely has Everett''s best interests at heart. Even when he''s chewed


    me out, looking back, it was only because he thought I was not good enough for Everett."


    Viewed from another angle, Dorothy figured Karen might do the same.


    "As long as you''re okay, that''s what matters. I''ve been worried sick about it."


    "Karen, neither you nor Keh owes me anything. If anything, I owe you both. Don''t worry about


    my feelings."


    "What do you mean ''owe''? Aren''t we all family here?" Karenughed softly, then said, "Alright, I got


    the answer I was looking for. I''ll let you get back to your rest. You need to conserve your energy


    for... well, night''s about to fall over there."


    Dorothy propped herself up on her elbow, sluggishly sitting up in bed.


    "If he wants it again today, I''m ready to go to the mat with him."


    If she was going to go down, she would do it with dignity!


    No sooner had she spoken than Everett stepped into the room, his tall frame cloaked in a dark coat,


    his eyes on her.


    "Who are you nning to go to the mat with?"


    Great timing to overhear that!


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    She exchanged a few more words with Karen before hanging up, then nced at Everett.


    "Where have you been?"


    "Got you a cinnamon roll." He produced a paper bag as if by magic and handed it over, "It''s a


    specialty from Swevia Country. Give it a try."


    Dorothy was surprised as she took the bag. "A specialty, huh? Was it really worth a trip?"


    Everett smiled, his eyes drifting to the marks he had left on her neck, satisfied as he lifted her chin


    and kissed her once, twice...


    "I just couldn’t trust myself to stay put in the room without wanting to do it. Dig in. I got you the


    cinnamon rolls, Swevia meatballs, and their version of pancakes. I picked up a bit of everything."


    He was clearly trying to restrain himself, having driven around Swevia Country for a good while,


    resisting the urge to return to the ward.


    Perfect timing. Dorothy was starving.


    She sampled each, deciding that the Swevia Country pancakes were the best. The meatballs had


    an unusual vor—not bad, but not exactly to her taste. The cinnamon roll was a traditional food


    she had heard about before, but she never really liked cinnamon.


    Everett watched her nibble away, her cheeks puffing out now and then, making him want to pinch


    them.


    "What are you doing?"


    "I can''t help myself."


    Dorothy was speechless.


    Everett''s smile faded, and he leaned back against the couch, crossing his long legs.


    After a moment''s hesitation, he finally spoke up.


    "Dorothy, what do you n to do about Heather?"


    At the mention of that name, Dorothy''s hand twitched. She shook her head. "I haven''t decided. It''s


    up to the court."


    "You could skip that step and just tell me what you want. Whether you want to make her suffer or


    give her a quick out, I''ll back you up."