The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy picked up Abigail and Langston from school, immediately checking their foreheads for any signs of fever. Relieved to find them normal, they headed back to their cozy home in Bay Residence. Abigail was thrilled about getting the afternoon off, but Langston seemed a bit off.

On their way home, Langston kept glancing at Dorothy, concern etched on his young face. It wasn't until they were safely inside their home that he tugged at her sleeve and asked, "Mommy, why are you crying?"

Dorothy bent down, brushing her son's cheek with a gentle hand, "I'm not crying, sweetheart. Just got something in my eye.'

Langston frowned, "That excuse is kind of overused."

"Did someone at work make you upset?"

"Of course not!" Dorothy chuckled, trying to keep the mood light. "Your dad is at the company, who would dare upset me?"

Langston nodded, seeming to accept her explanation for now.

did your teacher call me, though? You and Abigail seem

chimed in, "Unwell? I feel great,

nudged his sister aside and confessed, "We coughed a bit, and the teacher called

to fake being sick but didn't inform

throat? Or a cold?" Dorothy asked, concern

bit will do!" Langston insisted, dragging his sister back

felt off to

further, her phone rang. It was Karen, with news that her

she had to go

might have to undergo amputation was a

and grief. Dorothy tried to calm her,