Everett was drowning in regret, and Jonathan felt the sting of his decisions just as sharply.

If only he had known it would cto this, he would have just focused on elevating Dorothy to a level where she could mingle with the Lopez clan without causing a stir. He should have ousted Heather, the source of all their troubles, before she could turn their lives upside down.

"It's done. I didn't want to talk about it because it's pointless," Everett said, his voice heavy with resignation. "I chere today because, despite everything, she is my mother. She wronged Dorothy, but she never wronged me." "Everett, we can't let our family fall apart like this! Your mom and I, we only have you. You can't abandon your own parents over Dorothy!" Lately, Jonathan felt the weight of his years more than ever. Gone were the days of his youth when he made swift, decisive decisions that brooked no opposition.

Seeing his only son drifting away, caught in an irreconcilable conflict, how could he not be afraid? "It's too late for that now." Jonathan hurried to add, "It's not too late! I'll accept Dorothy into the family, and I won't force her to drop the lawsuit anymore. Isn't that enough? With your mom in her current state, who knows if she'll even make it through this! As for Quincy and her family, they're easy to handle, not a problem I can't solve for you." Quincy's family.

Quincy soured Everett's

took the tto organize scompany documents

she returned to the living room. She hesitated over her phone for a long while before deciding against making a call, opting instead to send

replying if you're busy. Just wanted to check in. Everything's fine at home, just missing you.] A while later, Everett

sent a photo of Amanda's critical condition notice from the hospital, followed by

coma now, and if she doesn't wake up within 24 hours, she might

she pondered, Everett's

she answered, slightly

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255