The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Two people locked eyes, neither willing to break the silent standoff.

After a lengthy pause, Dorothy spoke first, "Did you rush back hbecause of that phone call I made?" "No." Everett replied sharply, looking down at her, "It was because of my mother's trial." The air between them tinged with a strange tension with that sentence.

"Oh." Dorothy muttered.

"I'm involved with you only because you're the mother of Abigail and Langston. Don't read too much into it." Dorothy nodded with a cool demeanor, "I wasn't overthinking." Everett didn’t say anything in reply. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Like I said before, it was wrong ofto disturb you after having a few too many. It won't happen again," Dorothy declared with a straightforward bow, devoid of any coyness or emotion, "I'm sorry." Her bow seemed to suggest that Everett had gone to great lengths to bring her here just to see her genuflect.

each other for months, and this was how they

more because of that, "Dorothy, what's the point of this performance?" "No point," she replied, tugging at her lips slightly, "Though I promised it won't happen again, if you're still worried, you could... change your number." That would settle things once and for all. And

it is forto change my number? This whole situation could be avoided if you just stopped drinking." "I want to drink." Dorothy craved a peaceful,

Everett's gaze and said, "Everett, getting drunk is my right. I hope you won't arbitrarily take that away from me." "Then giveone good reason you need to drink." Everett remembered Dorothy rarely touched alcohol. Even at business functions where she couldn't avoid it, she'd dodge it if possible or drink as little as

to give you a reason? I believe it's sufficient that I ensure and deliver on not bothering you anymore." The rest was

my apartment or go to a bar, or even if I find sguy to drink with, it's none of your business. We've been divorced for years. It has nothing to do with you." That stung - 'nothing to do with you." Everett could never outdo her in harsh words. While he

her piece, Dorothy turned to leave, not caring about Everett's darkening expression. Kevin, who had been watching the unfold, quickly intercepted her,

neither had

silent, but Everett spoke up, "What does her health have to do with me? I'm only worried about Abigail and Langston getting hurt!"