This must be that little girl’s room number.
It appeared the hotel management had some flaws, particularly in customer confidentiality.
But Everett only took a glance; he had no intention of going there this late in the evening. He had merely planned to ask for the room number so he could deliver it tomorrow.
Since the little girl had previously mentioned she didn't have a father, if she wasn't lying, then she and her mother must be staying here. It would be inappropriate for him, a grown man, to go over there.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSoon, the receptionist hung up the phone and looked up at Everett.
"Sir, they said they don't know you. If you want to deliver something, you can leave it here, and they can pick it up from the front desk tomorrow." "That's fine." Everett nodded, leaving the candy on the counter.
Perhaps because Everett's handsome face caught her attention, the receptionist tried to engage him in further conversation. As he was about to step away, she asked, "Do you like children?" "She's adorable.” "Yes! That little girl is super cute. Her big eyes and fair skin are irresistible. Her mom is pretty too.” Everett paused after hearing her talk about the girl's mother. "Have you seen her?" "Yes, she has been staying here for over a week, so I've seen her around. But the girl only arrived recently.” Everett paused for a moment, realizing he was prying into the privacy of someone he had never met, which was inappropriate.
He quickly composed himself and returned to his room.
The night went on, but he was not sleepy in the slightest.
He had a few glasses of red wine, but his mind was still filled with Dorothy's face.
After so many years, he could recognize her in an instant. He didn't even need to see her full face. With just a side profile, or perhaps even just a blurred silhouette, he could recognize her.
Everett put down his wine glass as a self-mocking glint flashed in his eyes.
Despite all this time, he still hadn't made any progress.
He picked up his phone and dialed Kevin's number.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe call was quickly answered with the same old greeting. "Mr. Lopez." "About Dorothy..." "Do you want me to track her down?" "No. Act as if this never happened.” Everett's eyes dimmed. "And book me a flight out of Everglow City." This was something Kevin hadn't expected.
Although he knew Mr. Lopez was determined to start over and forget about her, he also knew that encountering Dorothy at this point would ruin everything.
So, he was surprised when he received this order.
It took him a few seconds to reply. "Alright, Mr. Lopez, do you want the earliest flight?" "Tomorrow noon." Everett thought for a moment before speaking, "I have something to do tomorrow morning." He needed to completely eradicate all his lingering thoughts.
Dorothy came down and found Abigail.
Karen had fallen asleep and had no idea that Abigail had run away. It wasn't until Dorothy finished her work and went to tuck her daughter in that she realized Abigail wasn't in the room.
Not wanting to disturb the exhausted Karen, who had spent the day taking care of Abigail, Dorothy took Abigail back to her own room.
It was a rare moment for mother and daughter to spend time alone. Dorothy bathed her daughter and then personally blow-dried her hair.