Kenneth felt a certain suffocation in his chest, as if he was forever under some kind of suppression.
Even though, by all accounts, he was doing pretty well for himself.
When Dorothy arrived at the hospital room, her mom's mood seemed to have been in a better place.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUsually, she had a long face, but that day, there was even a hint of a smile! "What's the deal? Something good happen?" Bella was happy. Dorothy's mood also lifted a lot, then she put the roasted chestnuts she bought on her way on her mother's bedside table.
"Can't | just be in a good mood?" "Sure, you can." Dorothy helped her peel the chestnuts, one by one, and put them in a small box.
Looking at her daughter, Bella couldn't help but ask, "That Everett's mother, she didn't give you a hard time, did she?" Dorothy paused, shaking her head, "No." "See? That's their attitude! Just because they think their son won't be at a loss, they think it's okay to play along!" "Mom!" She couldn't help but frown, "Can't you stop being so narrow-minded?" Bella chuckled while eating the chestnuts, "You'll regret it one day if you don't listen to me! That's what my mom told me, and | didn't listen. So now, I'm going to let you hit your own wall!" Of course, as a mother, she made other arrangements for her daughter! And that was Kenneth.
Bella thought it would have been good to keep in touch with Kenneth, so he wouldn’t feel completely hopeless. That way, if her daughter got hurt by Everett, at least she would have had Kenneth by her side, unlike Bella herself, living a life filled with gloom.
But she kept those thoughts to herself, because she knew her daughter too well.
Dorothy skillfully changed the subject, not wanting to continue discussing the issue with her mother. It wasn't until the sun went down that she left the hospital.
When she exited the building, Everett's car was already waiting.
Sometimes Dorothy was curious, wondering when Everett had arrived! He didn't even send her a message or anything, and just waited there.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Is Bella doing okay?" When she got in the car, Everett reached over to fasten her seat belt.
"Yeah, she was in a good mood today. | don't know if something good happened or someone cheered her up. | asked her, but she was all secretive and wouldn't tell me." Dorothy squinted and smiled, in a pretty good mood herself.
At least she hadn't had another argument with her mother, which was the first step in winning her over.
But when she turned to look at Everett, he seemed a bit displeased. His eyebrows were knit together, lips pressed tightly.
"Did something happen at your company? Everett, if you're busy, you don't have to pick me up. | can go home by myself." "It's not the company.” "Then, your family?" He started the engine, eyes on the road, "Not that either.” Dorothy was utterly clueless about his unusual behavior. She had no idea what was going on. Because when they got back to Bay Residence, he acted as normal as ever. He changed his clothes, cooked dinner, had a video conference, took a shower, and went back to his room like usual.
Just when she thought she was being overly sensitive, Everett suddenly loomed over her, pinning her down! That night, Dorothy barely slept a wink! He took her over and over as if trying to prove something, holding her waist even as the dawn broke.
She was so tired that she could hardly lift her arms.
Eventually, he grunted, then murmured into her ear, "You're mine."