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.

temper. He was simply holding back, not wanting to

she glanced at

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

her loungewear and went to the kitchen to cook a few simple

Dorothy sitting at the

that instant, all the gloom and irritation

was utterly

I’ve cooked. Care to taste?” Dorothy

his eye, he noticed a small cut on

do this again,” Everett said gravely and rose to fetch

her wound without protest, resting her cheek against his

“I’m not mad.”

sour!” Dorothy blinked at him playfully. “Smile for me. You’re not handsome when you

came back, scooping her into his arms and carrying

The afternoon sun was no longer strong, casting a soft

after a long moment, he

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