He really was something else...

Any woman who got close to him felt it.

"In the future, Ms. Sanchez, I'd rather you not play the good Samaritan here at the hospital. If he and I end up fighting over this, I'll hold a grudge against you." "Don't worry, I won't be coming back."

Dorothy was too drained to engage in a war of words with Quincy.

It wasn't about winning or losing; she simply couldn't muster the energy.

"That's for the best."

"Can you move now?" Dorothy frowned. "A good dog doesn't block the path."

"You"

"If you don't stand in my way, you're not a dog."

If she continued to stand there, well, that was another story.

Quincy huffed coldly, a stark contrast to her usually gentle demeanor.

"You can handle it yourself. No one's better at saying one thing and meaning another than you."

As soon as she stepped aside, Dorothy walked away without hesitation.

liked places like

knocked on the hospital room door, waiting

lying in the hospital bed, she lowered her

"Mr. Lopez."

you

didn't mince his words, sending her

me, said you were sick, and asked me to come check on you." Quincy didn't leave, instead moving closer to him. "How are you feeling? What made

need

Sanchez. I don't get it. I saved your life twice. If anyone deserves your

Everett

was taken aback. "I don't

him to come here and take

from her, leaving Quincy feeling

blurted out that his condition was due to her poisoning him, but she held back. The poison needed more time to take full effect,

revealing anything.

too early and the poison hadn't fully integrated

I hope

doctors here for that. I don't

though Everett was cold, Quincy felt they had

At least...

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