GoodReadJeffrey! Why on earth was he here? Without a second thought, Karen grabbed Dorothy by the arm and dragged Dorothy inside.
She didn't want to see Jeffrey, not for any reason, not at all! But how could Karen outrun Jeffrey, a man towering six-foot-three frame? Within moments, she felt a firm grip on her wrist from behind.
"Karen, stop running!" Hearing Jeffrey's voice, Dorothy finally understood why Karen had suddenly bolted.
She had been utterly clueless just seconds ago.
"Let go of me!" Karen snapped, whirling around to shove him away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJeffrey quickly released her, saying, "Okay, okay, I'm letting go! Just don't freak out, please!" In her fury, Karen hardly heard his words, but Dorothy caught on quickly.
"Jeffrey, you shouldn't be here. You two are done," she pointed out, testing the waters.
"I... I was just checking up on her from downstairs. Didn't mean to intrude," Jeffrey stammered, his words faltering.
He had been at his wit's end trying to find Karen and had ultimately sought help from Everett.
But Everett had warned him not to let on about the protection detail he'd arranged for her, especially not to Dorothy.
"You're intruding right now!" Karen glared at him, tugging Dorothy to leave.
For every step they took towards the stairs, Jeffrey followed suit.
Dorothy knew some things had to be settled between the two, and as a third party, no matter how close, she had no say. So, she said frankly, "Karen, I'm going to head back. | think Jeffrey has something he wants to say to you." "Don't you ditch me! | have nothing to say to him!" "Karen! Didn't you say it yourself? Parting on good terms," Dorothy gently patted her hand, urging her to cool down.
After all, there had been real affection between them.
Even though the revelation of his ex's child was a tough pill to swallow, Dorothy felt Karen should at least inform Jeffrey about her decision to terminate the pregnancy. If anything went wrong, he, as the father, had a responsibility.
Karen's situation was different from her own; there was no deep-seated vendetta, no maternal murder to avenge.
"Dorothy!" "Karen, just... can we talk for a minute?" Jeffrey's voice faltered when it mattered most.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had been pacing downstairs for what seemed like an eternity, wanting a cigarette but worried about Karen disliking the smell, s0 he had resisted.
Now, after hours of waiting and not smoking, he still hadn't figured out how to knock on her door or what to say to her.
He feared his own words might only exacerbate things.
"I have nothing to say to you, Jeffrey. We broke up. That's it. Now leave." Seeing Karen's rising temper, Jeffrey hurriedly said, "Don't get mad. I'll go. I'll just wait downstairs. If you decide you want to talk, I'll come back up, okay?" nn "Just have a chat. I'll head back,” Dorothy coaxed, giving Jeffrey a look. "Make sure she gets home safe after you're done. It's getting late, and we wouldn't want any accidents.” "Trust me! I'll take care of her." Dorothy, now convinced that he knew about the pregnancy, nodded and headed upstairs.
With Dorothy gone, Karen's attitude towards Jeffrey grew even colder.
"What do you want, Jeffrey? Can't you handle a breakup?" Jeffrey's eyes locked onto her face, and they stood in a tense standoff for a few moments before he let out a resigned sigh.
"l admit it. | can't handle it."
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