The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy awoke with a start, the familiar warmth of another person conspicuously absent from her side.

Glancing at the clock, it read 7 AM — a time when Everett would normally be hunched over his desk, sifting through a mountain of paperwork. But now, he was nowhere to be found in the hospital room.

Concern knitting her brows, Dorothy rose to search for him. She checked the doctor's office, and the long, sterile corridors — no sign of him.

Returning to the room to grab her phone, she dialed Everett's number, only to hear his ringtone echo from within the room.

His phone was left behind.

Odd.

Very odd.

"Dr. Quincy. Have you seen Everett around?" Dorothy inquired, her voice tinged with worry as she ventured out again.

shook her head. "No, he's not in his room?" "Nope. He was gone when I woke up." "Well, perhaps you should check the security room? If he left the hospital, he would have had to go through the main or back door," suggested Dr. Quincy. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on

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out from behind, "Ms. Sanchez. Mr. Lopez is at the front entrance.” Whirling around and peering down from the upper floor, Dorothy's eyes indeed caught the sight of Everett's figure

at a time. She needed to find out what was going on,

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downstairs, Dorothy was taken aback at the sight of Everett up close — his complexion was ashen, and his lips drained of color, looking as if he were on the brink of

she gasped, instinctively rushing towards

voice a hoarse shadow of

frowned, her worry deepening. "Did you leave at dawn?" If he had only left the room in the morning, a mere hour

to go rest for a while," he said, his gaze avoiding hers, an unusual behavior for him. With long strides, he began to walk past her, further into the

was not like him

up to him and tugging at his sleeve. "Everett, wait." Despite his haste, he stopped at her touch, not wanting to

she implored, her lips

look into his eyes for answers, but to no avail — he wouldn't meet her