Watching his body inching closer, Dorothy took a step back as if waking from a trance.


    "Everett, we''re over."


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    It was as if the reality of their situation had just dawned on him too, his handsome face unreadable.


    "Please leave my house now," Dorothy''s voice turned icy, her back to him. "And don''te back ever again."


    "If I leave, Abigail and Langston will be upset."


    Everett had worked hard to be weed into this home, knowing well that leaving now might mean he''d never be allowed back.


    "So, what, you n to stay here forever?"


    "I''ll leave once they''ve gone to bed," Everett tried to sound like he was only concerned for the kids. "Besides, I didn''t drive here. Kevin dropped me off, and he''s swamped right now. He''lle get me once he''s free."


    Dorothy turned to nce at him.


    "No car? Kevin''s busy?"


    "Yes."


    "Fine, I''ll just call Kevin and check."


    Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and dialed Kevin''s number.


    Dorothy wasn''t about to give Everett any time to coordinate his story with Kevin!


    After a few rings, Kevin picked up-


    Dorothy shot Everett a look that said, if you confess to lying now, I won''t expose you in front of Kevin, sparing you some dignity as a CEO.


    But Everett, despite a fleeting look of evasion, said nothing.


    "Hello? Ms. Sanchez, what''s up?"


    "A bit of an issue. Where are you? Can youe pick up your CEO? He''s not feeling well and needs to go back to the hospital."


    As soon as Dorothy finished speaking, Everett tried to interject, "I—"


    But she silenced him with a re.


    This time, she made sure Everett couldn''t utter a single word that might hint at collusion.


    "Mr. Lopez isn''t feeling well?" Kevin repeated.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    "Yes, he''s feeling terrible. He even mentioned feeling dizzy earlier! I''m worried about his health; dying a hospital visit could worsen his condition."


    Kevin responded with a thoughtful "Oh," adding, "I''m tied up with something at the moment, Ms. Sanchez Could Mr. Lopez wait a bit? I''ll head over as soon as I''m done here. Let Mr. Lopez rest at your ce for a while; I''ll be quick."


    Hearing this, Dorothy nced at Everett again.


    He spread his hands, his face the picture of innocence, as if to say, see, I told you the truth!


    "Is that okay with you, Ms. Sanchez?


    I know things are a bit awkward between you two, but considering Mr. Lopez''s health, it''s not like we can leave him outside waiting! It''ll only be for a short while, please bear with us; I''ll be there as soon as I can."


    "...Understood."


    Dorothy ended the call, frowning.


    Everett just shrugged, "He really is busy. I know how much thepany demands, that''s why I told you."


    "Then stay put and don''t you dare—"


    Don''t you dare touch me again!


    The words hung unspoken as Dorothy recalled the warmth of his lips, her cheeks flushing. She turned and walked away. Everett''s lips curled into a smirk before he picked up his phone.


    Soon after, a text from Kevin arrived.


    [Don''t worry, Mr. Lopez. As long as the call doesn''te from you asking for a ride, I''ll always be ''too busy''!]


    After all, Kevin knew exactly what kind of man Mr. Lopez was from working closely with him.