Chapter 914


    Dorothy barely noticed the sh of Everett’s phone screen, giving it a subconscious nce but not


    really paying attention.


    As a CEO, his days were typically swamped, and people constantly sought him out.


    Lately, she couldn''t help but think that Everett must have been putting off a lot of work because of


    her.


    The thought made her heart heavy, as if something was squeezing her throat, making it hard to


    breathe.


    If she were gone, then Everett wouldn''t have to waste his time on her anymore...


    Everything could just end.


    "Dorothy? Dorothy!"


    Karen''s voice sharply pulled her back to reality.


    Dorothy''s body jerked, and she broke out in a cold sweat.


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    "What''s up?" she tried to sound as normal as possible.


    Karen pointed at Dorothy’s purse. "Your phone''s been ringing. Didn''t you hear it?"


    Indeed, she hadn''t noticed at all.


    Pulling out her phone, she saw it was a call from Dr. Quincy.


    Why would she suddenly reach out to her?


    Worried Karen might overhear something and get the wrong idea, Dorothy stood up to take the call


    a little away.


    "Hello, Dr. Quincy."


    "I''ve been trying to reach you! I''ve been calling Mr. Lopez, no answer, and you weren''t picking up


    either," Quincy''s voice, even in a rush, was still gentle and soothing, like clear, calming waters, "Did


    Mr. Lopez see the rehab instructions I sent him?"


    Dorothy paused for a moment.


    Thinking back to earlier, when Everett''s phone screen lit up repeatedly, was it Quincy messaging


    him?


    "I''m not sure, you should wait for his reply," Dorothy couldn''t confirm whether Everett saw the


    messages or not.


    Maybe she was overthinking it.


    If it was...


    She was quite surprised that Everett would actually use his personal ount to add Quincy.


    "Aren''t you two together?" Quincy asked again.


    "He''s in the restroom."


    "Oh! That exins it. I asked him this morning, and he said he was taking care of you."


    Dorothy forced a smile. Catching a glimpse of Everett returning from the restroom, she spoke softly,


    "He should get back to you soon."


    "Okay, sure!"


    After hanging up, she returned to her seat.


    Dorothy was about to remind Everett to check his phone when Karen''s conversation sidetracked


    her!


    By the time she remembered again, Everett was already typing on his phone.


    It wasn''t that she meant to snoop, maybe just out of curiosity, she wanted to confirm her earlier


    thoughts.


    Pretending it was idental, Dorothy nced over.


    It was indeed Quincy. She recognized the WhatsApp profile picture.


    The next second, Everett suddenly looked up, their eyes meeting.


    Dorothy blinked, feeling the embarrassment of being caught.


    But Everett didn''t seem upset; instead, he slid his phone across the table to her. "She sent me


    some post-surgery rehab tips and methods."


    Everything on there was about his injury.


    Not a single word gave away any other clues or hints. It was just a doctor''s advice to her patient.


    [Use warmpresses to improve blood cirction, start massaging gently with your other hand,


    increasing pressure gradually. It''ll hurt, but you need to endure and ovee it.]


    [During recovery, it''s normal to asionally feel numbness in the area where the tendon is healing


    due to nerve damage. It shouldn''tst too long, but if it persists for more than two days, contact me.]


    Everett''s response was sinct.


    Just one word.


    [Okay.]