GoodReadAt this moment, Everett felt as if someone had abruptly squeezed his heart. He felt a mix of nervousness, excitement, and, more than anything, a sense of overwhelming confusion.
Yes, the president of the all-powerful Lopez Corporation, at this moment, felt as helpless as a schoolboy who had unexpectedly received a message from his crush.
In four years, this was the first time he had received a message from Dorothy.
He had totally forgotten that he had purchased the chauffeur’s WhatsApp.
[Hello?] After not receiving a reply, Dorothy sent another message.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSnapping back to reality, Everett's slender fingers promptly began to type. [I'm here.] Perhaps realizing that his response was a bit too characteristic of his usual style and fearing that Dorothy might recognize him, he added a smiley emoji.
When he saw the "typing" notification, Everett decided to wait. His gaze was intensely focused on the screen.
Soon, a transfer notification came through.
[This is the remaining money. Could you check if it's right?] Everett didn't care about the money. Without even checking, he responded, [It's right.] [Alright then. (Smiley face)] [Okay] Everett had never needed to learn how to continue a conversation because others always made an effort to chat with him. He didn't need to acquire that skill.
So, he just waited for her to say something else. But after a while, Dorothy didn't reply.
Frowning, he tried sending another emoji, but this time, he found that Dorothy had deleted him from her WhatsApp.
She deleted him?! Just like that? Everett's handsome face stiffened as he stared at the screen.
It was the same scenario from years ago when he woke up the morning after their first night together and tried to message her, only to be greeted by her deleting him. Now, years later, the same thing happened.
Dorothy hadn't changed a bit.
Everett hesitated for a moment before, as if possessed, he sent a friend request.
Dorothy accepted almost instantly and then sent a message.
[Hello, is there anything else?] He stared at the screen for a while before coming up with a lame excuse. [I need the original copy of this receipt; is that okay?] [Of course! Where in Everglow City are you? I'll bring it to you.] Despite the inconvenience caused by their car accident, Dorothy felt that the driver had been very sincere in his apology and compensation. She didn't hold a grudge. As for deleting his contact, she didn't think they would need to keep in touch.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe didn't like keeping strangers on her phone.
Everett thought for a while before replying, [I'm not in Everglow City at the moment. Is it okay if | contact you when | return?] After nearly a minute, Dorothy hadn't replied.
Fearing he might be deleted again, he quickly sent another message.
[Don't delete me yet.] [Ms. Sanchez?] Dorothy still didn't reply, so Everett casually opened her Twitter.
It was filled with promotional posts about her company’s projects. She was clearly passionate about her career. He had to scroll way down to find a non-work-related picture.
He saw a child's hand.
It looked soft and chubby, so it was probably a girl's, judging by the star stickers on the nails as well.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
