The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy's brow furrowed slightly, a sign that she was on the verge of saying something more, but Everett gently patted the back of her hand in a comforting gesture.

"You've sacrificed so much to get to where you are today, I can't let you give it all up because of me," he said, his voice laced with empathy and concern.

The thought of Dorothy, pregnant and receiving the devastating news of her mother's passing, still haunted Everett.

He couldn't bear to think of her shattering at that moment.

childbirth, working tirelessly to provide for her children while also gathering evidence to seek justice for

himself to let nearly six years of Dorothy's relentless efforts dissipate into nothing just because

a small smile, "I love butterflies, but I wouldn't trap one. Instead, I'd plant the flowers they love and wait for them to cto me, to choose to stay by my side. Dorothy, I want you to always feel free." Rather than feeling as if she had to give up on things

her life meaningless, believing that without her, Everett would merely be saddened

a deep sense of shame. It was an overwhelming feeling of

devoted." The car filled with noise as they picked

exclaimed, pulling a crumpled piece of paper from her backpack and handing it to Dorothy. "He even said I'm pretty and liked my eyes!" Before Dorothy could even glance at the note, Langston breezed in with a cooler tone, "He's the sage as you, not even older than us by a birthday. He's not your 'big brother,' he's a 'little brother'!" "I can still call him big brother!" Abigail rarely retorted against Langston, but this time,

read, in crooked

"So young and already throwing around 'I love you's. Kids are so naive!" He seemed to forget his earlier claim of sharing the