Quincy stood frozen in place for several minutes before she finally found her voice.
"You mean..." "I can only stay with him in Swevia Country for a month, and time's almost up." Quincy still couldn't wrap her head around this sudden news.
"Could there be some kind of mistake?" "I wish there was." Dorothy stood up, offering Quincy a wistful smile, "His folks are really hoping you'll marry him. Honestly, if you could make Everett fall for you, I'd want you two to be together." At least Quincy wasn't like Heather, always scheming and with an ulterior motive.
Quincy was kind, innocent, with a positive attitude and a strong moral compass. More importantly, the Lopez family was open to acknowledging her.
"You want to entrust him to me?" "That's if Everett can accept you." The rest was up to Quincy's capabilities.
"He can't." Quincy could give Dorothy that answer right away, "Ms. Sanchez, when Mr. Lopez was hanging by a thread, he was only calling out your name. You could say that if it wasn't for you, he might not have made it through the surgery. That kind of love, | don't have the guts to challenge, nor do | think | can replace.” Even though Everett embodied every fantasy Quincy had of love, his devotion to Dorothy made her step back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAtter all, Quincy would only be a stand-in if she married him.
Maybe not even a stand-in, Quincy felt like Everett wouldn't even notice her.
After pouring out her heart, Quincy walked away with determined strides.
Leaving Dorothy alone on the chair, her eyes gradually reddening until she covered her face and began to sob softly.
Everett realized Dorothy was gone rather quickly.
He had just disconnected from a video conference when he immediately called her.
No answer.
A wave of panic hit him, and without even taking the time to put on a coat, he bolted out of the ward room.
She hadn't left, had she? He had already told Dorothy that he would find a way to get the evidence they needed, that she didn't need to worry.
Not finding Dorothy anywhere in the hospital building, Everett tried calling again, only to be greeted once more by her voicemail.
A sudden pain clutched his chest, and he instinctively covered his heart.
Just as he was about to call security to track her down, Everett finally saw Dorothy walking in through the front door, head hung low.
Dorothy felt his gaze and instinctively looked up to meet his eyes.
"Everett—" She didn't even get to finish his name before he pulled her fiercely into his embrace.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBecause of their height difference, Dorothy could only lean against his chest, listening to his heart pounding furiously.
He was scared.
It was a palpable panic.
"Everett, | didn't leave." "Shut up.” That was the harshest tone he had ever used with Dorothy.
All she could do was wait for his heartbeat to slow down a bit before wrapping her arms around him.
"I promise you, if | were to leave, I'd tell you, okay?" Just so Everett wouldn't have to live in constant fear.
Seeing panic on the usually cool and arrogant Everett's face was rare, but lately, it was becoming a more common sight.
Whether Dorothy was in the hospital room, the bathroom, or just sitting on the couch opening her laptop to check some documents, his gaze would always follow her intently.
"You're leaving?" Everett caught the implication in her words.
"No, | mean, if..." "There are no ifs." Everett cut her off sharply, "Dorothy, you might as well take my life, I'd give it to you."