The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Why do you have to ask?"

Right now, Everett was in a bind. He couldn't admit the truth, but denying it felt just as impossible. So, he tried to dodge the question.

But didn't his very avoidance seem like an admission of guilt?

"You...you really make me sick."

Dorothy yanked her hand away, ready to storm off.

Almost reflexively, Everett reached out and grabbed her wrist, holding on tightly.

Despite the bandages around his hand quickly staining with blood from his grip, he refused to let go.

"What are you doing now?"

Dorothy's voice turned icy.

She felt genuinely nauseated, repulsed.

"There was nothing between her and me."

Everett's explanation was dry and blunt.

But he had to say it.

He was genuinely afraid that Dorothy, in a moment of impulsion, would leave the hospital and go straight to Kenneth Nelson, or some other man. Or perhaps she'd end up in a bar, drowning herself in liquor, and then leaving with some random guy.

That thought was enough to drive him mad.

Mad beyond anything Dorothy's current state could provoke.

"...Nothing as in what? No kissing? No sleeping together?"

"None of it."

time the two of

Everett had brought her into his office before. She knew exactly

you the truth, but you don't

him, "In your dream, you said you had to save her,

even harder to answer than the

think it

"Neither."

wasn't even sure what he had been rambling about during his episode, what had been said, or what

"Then who?"

"My mom."

Dorothy frowned, "Really?"

"Really." Everett nodded.

silently breathed a

atmosphere suddenly became awkward, an indescribable tension

his voice hoarse as he spoke, "I could use

you

up to

helped

doctors say

couldn't find anything

hadn't realized Amanda's

no

deep scar on

t the breakup. Contexere?

he was struggling to

they couldn't find

belongs

muttered, inadvertently

"What do you mean?"

guess I'm just not

amaze himself with his own ability to lie so

drinking the water,