Chapter 818


    So there was the question: what on earth did I get up tost night? What did I say and what did I


    do? She mused.


    For a fleeting moment, Dorothy truly wished there had been a camera in the guest room, just so she


    could rey the events.


    But then again, maybe not.


    Just the thought ofst night''s wild romp sent her cheeks ame. And that hotness was soaring


    right up to her hairline!


    Dorothy lingered in the bathroom for ages, and Everett was about to go check on her when she


    finally emerged, all bashful and hesitant.


    Shuffling in the slippers Everett had brought in for her, she tiptoed to the dining room. She had


    figured Everett would y it cool, pretend likest night never happened, which would make it easy


    for her to gloss over the whole thing.


    But no sooner had Dorothy sat down than Everett pushed a ss of milk toward her and his lips


    parted slightly, "Aboutst night—"


    "I was stered and totally out of it. Can''t remember a thing, really!" Dorothy blurted out,


    interrupting him so abruptly it was almost suspicious.


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    Once said, the words couldn''t be taken back.


    Everett''s brow knitted slightly, his hand pausing mid-air. "You were drunk, but I wasn''t."


    What''s his deal? Weren''t we on the same page about pretending nothing happened? She was


    shouting inwardly.


    "Dorothy, I''m sorry, I shouldn''t have done that without your consent..."


    "There''s no need for sorry! I''m sure it was me who wouldn''t let you leave." Since he insisted on


    talking about it, Dorothy could just brace herself, "I''m not upset with you, so can we just drop it,


    please?"


    Everett had more to say, but seeing the pleading look in her eyes, he swallowed his words.


    "Alright, eat up. I’ll go check on the kids."


    He left the dining room, and only then did Dorothy allow herself to breathe.


    She had been so tense and was on the edge of copsing. If Everett had persisted any longer, she


    might have bolted for the door!


    Calming herself, Dorothy had lost her appetite and just sipped at the milk.


    Soon, the joyful voices of Abigail and Langston came from the nursery.


    "Mommy''s awake!"


    "Mommy, I missed you so much!" Abigail ran towards her with open arms.


    Dorothy smiled. She scooped up her daughter, and then raised an eyebrow at Langston, "Aren''t you


    going to hug Mommy?"


    Langston grimaced, "I''m not doing your girl stuff!"


    "He''s definitely taking after Everett," Dorothy mused.


    Before long, Everett reappeared from the nursery. He was on the phone, chatting with someone.


    The call was not work-rted apparently, because his tone was kinda casual; he also nced over


    at her and took a seat on the couch.


    Dorothy showered her daughter with kisses, then pulled her reluctant but eventually cooperative


    son into a warm embrace, purposely kissing Langston right between his furrowed brows just to


    tease him, much to Abigail''s giggling delight.


    "Enough, enough. That''s it, Mommy!"


    Langston finally wriggled free and darted off to find hisputer.


    On the couch, Everett ended his call and looked up at Dorothy.


    "Jeffrey''s booked our tickets to Everglow City."


    Ah, that must''ve been Jeffrey on the phone. That dawned on Dorothy.


    "Yeah, he mentioned something about a vacation."


    "You agreed?" Everett was clearly skeptical of Jeffrey''s im that Dorothy had consented.


    She paused, then nodded, "Sort of."