"Sir, do we need to call the police?" "No, I'll look around a bit more." Gabriel didn't want to escalate the situation. He guessed that Dorothy, being a mature woman, must have been taken away by a co-worker.
It would be better if she were taken away.
This way, there would be no evidence to prove that he and Hayden did anything to her.
Gabriel turned around, picked up the glass of wine on the table, left the restaurant, drove to a secluded place, poured the wine into a trash can, and smashed the wine bottle into it.
After everything was done, he sent a message to Dorothy.
[Ms. Sanchez, are you drunk? | couldn't find you when | went out, and | thought I'd find a female co-worker to send you back to the hotel. Did you already go back? If so, | won't disturb your rest. We'll speak tomorrow.] Dorothy felt incredibly dizzy.
She realized that she seemed to have gotten into a car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe discomfort in her stomach became more and more apparent, and she couldn't control herself anymore.
With a jolt of her body, Dorothy vomited... a lot.
Everett was now covered in vomit. He looked very uncomfortable.
But one of his hands was still patting Dorothy's back.
Finally, they arrived at the hotel, and Everett carried her in.
There was no time for Everett to think about anything else. He couldn't just entrust her to someone else in this state, could he? He wouldn't feel at ease if anyone else took care of her.
Everett ordered a set of women's clothes for her to be delivered and then helped her change out of her dirty clothes.
As he was thinking of getting a towel to wipe her down, Dorothy suddenly grabbed the corner of his shirt.
"I'm hot... I'm so hot..." Hot? Everett touched her forehead. She didn't have a fever, but her hands and body were indeed flushed.
"I'll go find a doctor for you." As he reached out for his phone, Dorothy pulled at his shirt, and with a stumble, he fell onto her.
How long had it been since he was this close to Dorothy? Even a glance at her was a luxury.
Her features were still delicate and flawless. She was basically unchanged from when they parted.
For a moment, Everett forgot about leaving, and he forgot that she was already a married woman.
"You..." Dorothy suddenly opened her eyes.
Everett instinctively wanted to get up, but she was holding on too tightly.
Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUntil she broke the silence after a long time. "You... why do you look so much like Everett?" "You're drunk." "I'm really drunk. | see Everett when I'm...I'm looking at you." Everett really wanted to ask who the “you” she was talking about was.
"You sleep first. I'll find a doctor to check you out..." Before he could finish his sentence, Dorothy kissed him on the lips.
She... she actually kissed him! Everett froze; even his heartbeat stopped.
Dorothy didn't give him any chance. She had been drugged, and she was in a state of irrationality. She was kissing him, and her small hands were pulling at his clothes.
Finally, she found the buckle on his suit, and then she reached down.
In that moment, Everett trembled like he had been electrocuted.
She was actually holding... his...
"Dorothy!" He looked down to see her seductive gaze.
"l want... | want you... give it to me, please..."