Kenneth didn't have a clue when Dorothy's flight would land. He only knew it was in the wee hours of the morning. So he'd been here since eleven in the evening, waiting.
Before Dorothy could even respond to his message, she heard Kenneth calling her.
She looked up, and there he was at the arrivals gate, donned in a dark coat, looking all beat.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Dorothy, over here!" She started walking toward him with her luggage, and, just like that, Kenneth took it from her.
"Tired, huh? Hop in. I'll take you to Karen's. You need a good sleep. I've got a bunch of pals coming over tomorrow morning to help figure things out. They're all hotshots in this field. | wouldn't trust myself with this, so | called them." Kenneth was talking a mile a minute, reminding her of Karen.
But in the dead of night, his words felt like a warm, comforting, and familiar embrace.
"What's up?" Upon seeing her stand still, Kenneth raised an eyebrow.
"I... | can't reciprocate your enthusiasm, Mr. Nelson. | can't just take your help without a second thought.” He paused for a moment, then let out a resigned chuckle. "Why overthink things? Aren't you Karen's good friend? Plus, my project's tied up with the Lopez Corporation because of you. If anything happens to you, it affects me too. I'm just doing my bit." That was what Kenneth said, but Dorothy wasn't born yesterday. She knew better than to take everything at face value.
She got in his car and was silent throughout the ride.
As they were approaching Karen's place, Dorothy finally broke the silence. "I haven't been honest with Karen. I'm not single.” Even though her marriage to Everett was more of a pact, she was, after all, a married woman.
Kenneth seemed taken aback, but he quickly regained his composure. "Your boyfriend's a lucky guy then. It must've been a tough chase.” "Knowing that I'm not single, are you still going to help me?" "Like I said, I'm helping you because you're my friend." He glanced at her through the rear-view mirror. "Dorothy, I'm not the kind of guy you think I am. | don’t have ulterior motives for everything. | admit that | admire you, and I'd like to be your boyfriend. But even if we put that aside, I'm still Karen's brother.” Let's focus on the problem at hand. | may not be a corporate shark, but from what Karen told me, | understand the gravity of the situation. Let's gather evidence to clear your name first. As for the love stuff, just pretend it never happened. | won't pursue you anymore." Kenneth flashed a gentle smile and parked the car at the front of Karen's building.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Get some rest. You can't avoid the inevitable, and staying awake all night won't do you any good. Take it easy." Dorothy nodded, accepting his well-meaning advice.
Karen had been waiting upstairs; she was on the brink of falling asleep. After hearing a noise, she quickly ran downstairs.
"Dorothy, you're finally here! Don't worry, my brother and | are always on your side!" Karen was such a straightforward and honest person. Her outburst prompted Dorothy's first genuine smile of the day.
"Alright." Kenneth helped her carry her luggage upstairs and even cooked her a plate of pasta before leaving.
After a satisfying meal, she washed up and lay down on the bed when she noticed a message from Everett.
[Have you arrived?]