The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Ken remained silent.

Though he knew that Dorothy would never take Everett to the graveyard.

…

The drive back to Bay Residence was charged with a heavy silence.

Apart from Abigail and Langston’s playful giggles, Dorothy and Everett hardly exchanged a word.

Everett had not only done thorough preparation for the memorial but had also purchased a prime plot in the cemetery, hoping that if Dorothy agreed, they could relocate her mother’s resting place there.

However, it was clear she wasn’t even willing to let him go with her.

As the car came to a halt in front of Bay Residence, Everett stepped out first, cradling Abigail in his arms, with Langston and Dorothy trailing behind.

Dorothy wanted to strike up a conversation with Everett, but seeing him not even turning back, she swallowed the words back.

He took the kids to the play castle, leaving her alone in the living room.

He was simply holding back, not wanting to lash out at

couch, she glanced

and now only half of it was left. Dorothy didn’t want to squander these last precious moments with him on arguments or

her loungewear and went to

emerged, he found Dorothy sitting at the dining table with a welcoming

that instant, all the gloom

utterly defenseless

a while since I’ve cooked. Care to

chair and sat down. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small cut on her hand, likely from

gravely and rose to

resting her cheek against his arm. “Can you stop being

“I’m not mad.”

at him playfully. “Smile

then came back, scooping her into his arms and carrying

bed. The afternoon sun was no longer strong, casting a soft glow through the window onto

eyes, and after a long moment,