GoodReadDorothy instinctively put her hand over her heart.
She asked herself.
Did she manage to keep it in her heart? "Hey, hey, Dorothy?" Karen called her a few times from the other end of the call.
Dorothy snapped back to reality. "Yeah, I'm here." "Promise me that we won't go for guys who clearly have someone else in their heart, okay?" She smiled faintly as her eyelashes began to droop. "Mmm... Okay." Since all the work in Lumina Bay had been handed over to Kevin because Everett couldn't go there, he chose to work at the company until nine o'clock in the evening.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce in the car, his slender fingers unbuttoned the top of his shirt and loosened his tie.
"Mr. Lopez, are we going back to Bay Residence?" His assistant asked as he turned his face to meet his boss.
"Mm-hmm." He replied as he thought of something. "Did you take her home?" "Yes, Ms. Sanchez is at Bay Residence." Every time Everett thought of Dorothy, the corners of his thin lips unconsciously lifted a little.
She continuously cared about his relationship with Heather, which, in a way, should mean that she cared about him to some extent, right? Otherwise, with her personality, if she didn’t care, she would definitely not mention it again and again.
This could be considered as a small step forward in their relationship.
The car arrived at Bay Residence, and Everett got out of the car with his briefcase in hand.
As soon as he unlocked the door, the sight of high heels at the entrance made him frown, and his heart sank.
Did his mother come? "Everett, you're finally back. | was about to leave if you took any longer." Amanda stood up and walked to the door as she saw him.
Everett instinctively looked behind her.
There was no sign of Dorothy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe didn't meet his mother? "Mom, why are you here?" "I just wanted to see where you live every day. | was quite surprised to see that you've changed and hired a cleaning lady. | haven't been around you for a long time; | didn't even realize that my son had changed.” Cleaning lady? Everett's eyes deepened. "When you came, was there a girl here?" "Yes. She was pretty young, too. Wasn't she here to clean your house?" Amanda also quickly noticed the change in her son's expression.
"Did she tell you that?” "Mm-hmm." Amanda nodded. "Isn't she your cleaning lady?" Everett immediately knew that this was something Dorothy would do. It was his fault for not knowing his mother would come.
Dorothy must've panicked when she saw her.
"Mom, tell me before you come next time." "| didn't want to disturb you at work. Since middle school, you've always used that 0825 password. | tried it, but | didn't expect you to still use it. It worked, so | came in." Amanda chuckled as she took the briefcase from her son. "Speaking of which, 0825 represents Heather's birthday, right?" Everett pursed his lips and took a deep breath.
"Mom, there's nothing between me and Heather...” "Nothing?" Amanda's face instantly darkened. She was always quick to change her mood.
Everett held back the rest of his statement and simply walked in without saying more.
Amanda followed him. Her tone had switched from that of a gentle mother to that of a sharp and questioning elder. "Are you planning to go against me and your dad, Everett? Don't forget what you told me!" Everett fell silent.
"You said it yourself. As long as | stop thinking about suicide, you'll consider marrying Heather!" Everett's tall figure paused, and, after a while, he slightly turned his handsome face. "Mom, I've got a lot going on recently. I'll have my assistant take you home." "It's fine if you're busy, but you must marry Heather! No one else is fit to be my daughter-in-law!"
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