Chapter 949


    Quincy''s words were measured. Her confidence was rooted in knowing just how indispensable


    Dorothy was to Everett.


    One always had to hit the most crucial part of their enemy.


    Even with Everett''s status, he had to bend this time.


    The realization that she held the upper hand was exhrating. No wonder men were always chasing


    after power and status...


    "You might want to think it over! This antidote for Ms. Sanchez will keep her symptom-free for a


    month. I''m giving you a month to decide. Of course, that''s assuming your father doesn''t press me


    about it. If he does, I''ll have no choice but to press you."


    She added one more thing before wrapping up.


    "By the way, you should probably hurry. Each time Ms. Sanchez falls ill, it would be worse than the


    last."


    ...


    When Everett returned to the Bay Residence, it was already deep into the night. He thought


    Dorothy would have been fast asleep after everything happened in the hospital. Yet, the moment he


    opened the door, he found her curled up on the living room couch, lost in thought.


    "You''re back!"


    Hearing his voice, Dorothy sprang up from the couch and ran toward him with bare feet.


    Everett quickly closed the distance and scooped her into his arms.


    "Put on some shoes!"


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    "It''s fine, just a few steps," Dorothy pouted, "You''re acting like a butlertely, always fussing over


    me."


    Everett, resigned, shifted her into a bridal carry. "You know you''re not well, right?"


    "Don''t you like me waiting up for you?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck, urging him


    to look into her eyes.


    "I''d prefer you to rest well."


    Dorothy didn’t respond. Everett carried her into the bedroom andid her on the bed.


    "I''m going to take a shower." he said.


    As he made to leave for the bathroom, Dorothy suddenly grabbed his arm, her cheeks flushing. "I...


    I could join you..."


    Everett froze. His pulse raced, then gradually calmed.


    "You take your shower first, or I''ll go after you."


    "Everett! You know what I mean!"


    She had made the first move! It wasn''t like she could outright say she wanted... more.


    "I know, but you''re not well enough."


    The memory of her fainting was too fresh in his mind. Everett feared that giving in to his desires,


    even slightly, would make it hard to hold back. He was afraid Dorothy couldn''t handle it.


    "I can do this!" In the darkness of the bedroom, Dorothy felt braver. She leaned in for a tender kiss.


    "Everett, I can!"


    She could feel Everett''s body tense up in response.


    Then came his strained voice, "One time won''t be enough for me. Are you sure?"


    She hesitated. "Then... two times. Is that okay?"


    "I want the whole night."


    Dorothy was silent, pondering. After a moment, she decisively pulled him down. "Okay, Everett, I


    can..."


    Everett''s restraint crumbled. Passion surged through him, painfully intense!


    Both shivered as they came together.


    It had been so long. She winced in pain, and he was hardly in a better state.


    The bed rocked under them, their breaths mingling in the charged air, culminating in soft gasps.


    Eventually, she conceded, tears mingling with her pleas.


    "Everett... That’s enough... I can''t take anymore..."