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"Alright," Everett replied, his tone subdued, clearly not in the mood for conversation.
Dorothy didn't press him further. After hanging up, she texted Kevin, asking him to drop off sextra clothes for Everett at the hospital. The emergency room's chill could seep into your bones, necessitating layers more than usual.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEverett didn't chthat night.
Dorothy ended up crashing on the couch until the early hours.
The next morning, she was jolted awake by the doorbell - Kevin had cto take Abigail and Langston to school.
Without Everett, her nights were restless, sleep only claiming her in the wee hours.
"Thanks for this, Kevin," she said as she handed over the kids.
"No problem at all. I'm here to assist Mr. Lopez in any way I can." "By the way, I'm headed to a due diligence meeting this morning, so I won't be back at the office. Callif you need anything! And... if there's any news from Everett at the hospital, could you letknow?" Dorothy knew it was a big ask for Kevin, but reaching out to Everett directly might make him overthink things. She just wanted to stay informed, nothing more.
Kevin, sharp as ever, caught on immediately and agreed to keep her posted.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lopez will be fine! When I dropped off the clothes yesterday, and he knew it was you who sent them, he even cracked a smile!" Seems like Dorothy's the only one who can lift Everett's spirits.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter seeing Kevin off, Dorothy quickly got ready and headed to the Bureau of Industry and Commerce.
Getting back into the swing of things at work felt a bit awkward after a break, and coupled with the lack of sleep, she found her concentration slipping. She almost messed up filing sdocuments, catching the mistake just in time. Emerging from the Bureau, her phone pinged with a message from Everett on WhatsApp.
[Remember to have breakfast before diving into work.] She could almost hear the concern in his voice, the epitof a "dad boyfriend." Just as Dorothy was about to reply, someone called out her nfrom behind. Turning around, she saw Quincy.
"Ms. Sanchez! I thought that was you from afar!" Quincy approached, her outfit of a simple white tee and jeans giving off a fresh, collegiate vibe, as harmless as a kitten. Normally, Dorothy would greet her warmly. After all, Quincy had saved Everett's life, not once but twice, and one of those times, it was Dorothy's fault he was in danger! But...
Everett had made it clear he wanted Dorothy to keep her distance from Quincy, so she couldn't help but feel wary.
"Dr. Quincy, what brings you here?" "Just borrowing spharmaceutical books from a friend who lives nearby!" Quincy replied with a smile.
Dorothy's gaze drifted to a man standing behind Quincy, prompting Quincy to follow her gaze and. chuckle. "Oh, don't get the wrong idea. He's not my boyfriend. He's my bodyguard, hired by Mr. Lopez-"
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