GoodReadJeff really hit the nail on the head with his prediction.
After mulling it over for a few days, Quincy decided against a change of heart.
She made the call to Everett herself.
"Mr. Lopez, it's clear as day you hold Ms. Sanchez dearer than life itself. If I'm looking to secure a leverage, naturally, I'd go for what matters most," her tone was even, no fluctuations, just stating a fact, "As for Ms. Sanchez's health, I can take my tto nurse her back." "Quincy, please, let Dorothy go." "I'm sorry, I can't do that. This whole charade was set up with her at the center! Plus, when she drank that water, I made sure thrice over. If she's having second thoughts now, that's on her, not me." Deep down, Everett knew the probability of Quincy agreeing was slim.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLooking at it from another angle, changing sides now would be risky, and... there were just too many unknowns.
He didn't say anything more to Quincy; instead, he ended the call.
Looks like it's tto make stough decisions.
With Everett's restrictions, Dorothy was confined to a strict work schedule.
Not a minute more, he'd have someone watch over her, almost wishing he could install cameras in her office.
But it hardly made a difference anymore. Most of the project work was dealt with, and whatever was left could be taken home.
As for Everett, he started to drown in work, staying late at the office, sometimes not returning until the dead of night.
After a shower, Everett would cautiously lie down beside Dorothy, who was supposed to be asleep, but instead, she turned around and hugged him! "Everett..." Her voice was lazy, like a cat stretching after a nap.
"Did I wake you?" "No, I was just waiting for you," she snuggled into his embrace, "Busy with a lot of new projects at the office?" "Yeah." Everett casually stroked her hair, cherishing her affectionate moment.
"So, when will you be free? Can you make stime?" He raised an eyebrow, "Something on your mind?" "Yes." Dorothy smiled, eyes twinkling, "I want to marry you, let's go register our marriage!" || II "Look, I get why Quincy is into you, and I don't mind it, won't even argue ། over it. But, I think having you on my marriage certificate makes things a bit more secure, don't you think?" With those words, she was essentially proposing to Everett.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEven in the dimly lit room, Dorothy's eyes shone brightly.
She had imagined Everett's reaction to her proposal - happy, excited, maybe even lifting her in a joyful twirl. All seemed possible. Except...
Everett's silence at this moment was unexpected.
"Is something wrong?" Dorothy reached out, touching Everett's arm gently.
"Just got distracted by swork stuff." || "Let's sleep. I've got a meeting early tomorrow." Dorothy sensed he was dodging the topic.
"What about what I just proposed?" "Let's talk about it after I wrap up at work," Everett pulled her closer, "K definitely marry you, but I want to be the e asking." Content be to Hearing this, Dorothy felt reassured.
"Since when did you becso traditional? It doesn't matter who proposes, does it?" Why did it have to be the man to propose? "You asking makes it seem like I'm not sincere." "Fine, we'll wait for your proposal!" Dorothy had no objections, "As long as I get to marry you, that's all that matters." This revised version retains the et original meaning and flow while making adjustments to ensure clarity, cultural appropriateness, and readability for an English-speaking audience.
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