"Okay, | won't leave. How could | bear to go?" Leaving him alone with a raging fever was something Dorothy just could not bring herself to do.
Only after she promised to stay could Everett finally close his eyes, his consciousness fading again. Yet, in those last moments of awareness, he grasped her hand tightly, refusing to let go for a long time.
Dorothy knew he was living in a constant state of unease.
She had not given him a definite departure date nor played her part convincingly enough to make him truly believe she was here to stay.
Fortunately, there were only a few days left. Soon, his ordeal would be over.
It took Everett five days in Swevia Country to start feeling better.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtQuincy said it was a mix of worry and old wounds that had flared up.
“But he was always fine back home.” “When you're tense, you can keep going on sheer willpower. Maybe once he got to Swevia Country, without the need to keep going, the illness caught up with him." It was only when Dorothy heard this that she realized how much Kenneth was on Everett's mind.
He was like a constant thorn in his side.
Looking back, the signs were all there.
Back home, whenever she answered a phone call, she would look up to see him leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette. If she went out at night, he would be waiting in the living room. Even when she visited her mother's grave, he would sneak along.
Everett was really afraid of Kenneth snatching her away from him.
After all, those four years without Dorothy had been unbearably hard.
Returning to the ward, a somewhat recovered Everett found his schedule jam-packed with work and meetings.
Knowing how driven he was, Dorothy did not mind that his work took up their time together. In fact, she found him most attractive when he was immersed in his work.
She would often sneak pictures of him to keep in her album.
After one long meeting, the sky outside had darkened.
Curled on the couch, she drifted into a light sleep without realizing it.
It was not until she was lifted into the air that she sleepily opened her eyes.
"The meeting's over?" She mumbled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yeah. Next time, just lie on the bed. It won't disrupt the meeting.” Dorothy chuckled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I toss and turn in my sleep. The bed's so close to your desk. Wouldn't it be awkward if | accidentally got on camera?" Those who faced Everett directly in meetings were surely executives from other companies or international partners.
She did not want to embarrass him.
"They know I'm not single," Everett said as he settled her into the bed, tucking her under the covers.
"But not everyone needs to know, right?" "They also know I'm recovering in the hospital." So, even if Dorothy accidentally appeared on camera, it would seem normal to others. Who didn't have someone to take care of them when they were sick? But the main point was that Everett wanted people to see Dorothy by his side.
She snuggled into Everett's embrace, wanting to chat.
However, Everett was hardly in the mood for conversation.
After Dorothy had bathed, she lounged around in her nightgown, her long, slender legs carrying her to slumber on the couch. It was enough to distract Everett completely from his work.
Finally, with the meeting over and the computer off, he had more pressing matters to attend to.
Dorothy only realized something was amiss when he started to undress her without a word.
She quickly covered her nightgown with her hands. "What are you doing?" "I've been sick for five days." "And?" "And you've had five days of rest from doing it."