Kevin emphasized the word "dreaming" with such gravity, as if he wished he could say it twice more, just for Quincy to hear.


    "Yeah, it feels a bit off," she mused, sensing an unusual vibe in the car, a certain eeriness in Kevin''s tone.


    Yet, Quincy didn''t dwell on it much, figuring that perhaps Kevin, who usually appeared so stern and serious, could just be a chatterbox in private. After all, Dorothy had caused Everett a fair share of trouble with theirwsuit, and Kevin''s admiration for Mr. Lopez was no secret. His dislike for Dorothy seemed only natural under the circumstances.


    But Dorothy''s recent demands had caught her off guard. Previously, Dorothy had always seemed to want nothing, carrying herself with an air of detachment.


    Arriving at the hospital, Quincy followed Kevin quickly to Everett''s room.


    The moment the door swung open, the familiar scent of disinfectant rushed into their nostrils.


    Seeing Everett lying on the bed, Quincy felt a twinge of sadness. She had no emotional ties to Dorothy, so whatever turmoil Dorothy faced left Quincy indifferent.


    But Everett was different.


    Quincy had envisioned a future with him, seeing him as a partner for life!


    Seeing him now, perspiring slightly and disying a look of difort, she couldn''t help but feelpassion.


    "Mr. Lopez, just hang in there. The medicine I''ve prepared will have you feeling better in no time!" she said, producing a small bottle.


    Everett nced at the item in Quincy''s hand, then feigned difort, shooting Kevin a nce.


    "Dr. Quincy, let me take that. I''ll have a doctor outside check it over. If it''s all good, we''ll administer it to Mr. Lopez."


    Quincy hesitated, then handed the medicine to Kevin, who promptly left the room.


    "You still don''t trust me," she noted, Kevin''s actions clearly indicating his wariness.


    Everett wiped his forehead with a towel, sitting up. "You''ve poisoned Dorothy before; I have to be cautious."


    "It''s okay," Quincy smiled. "Once


    we''re married and some time has passed, you''ll understand


    Weve


    feelings for you." Content my to


    Everett didn''t respond, appearing listless, a stark contrast to his usual vibrant self.


    This demeanor...


    It was hard to fake.


    Thus, Quincy didn''t suspect anything amiss.


    "Just rest


    take


    per after taking the


    With me by your side


    of you, your health will


    get


    surely improve."


    Everett, listening to her prattle on, furrowed his brows in irritation.


    He endured for the sake of the antidote.


    "By the way, I heard from Kevin earlier... Ms. Sanchez is after your assets?"


    Quincy intentionally brought up Dorothy in front of Everett, aiming to deepen his disdain for her.


    "Why is he spilling everything?" Everett frowned, seemingly unhappy that this matter was being discussed.


    This gave Quincy the false impression that Kevin was very open with her, unwittingly sharing too much.


    "It''s okay to tell me! After all, Ms.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Sanchez is the mother of your children. That bond can''t be easily severed. Even if not for your reputation, we should consider the kids'' future."