The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Knowing she was at fault, Dorothy couldn't help but mute her phone, acquiescing to her husband's plans. Upon arriving at the hospital, a dedicated nurse led her to get her weight and blood pressure checked.

While Dorothy was still undergoing preliminary tests, Everett made a special trip to check out the maternity ward.

For him, Dorothy giving birth was now the top priority. Barring any unforeseen circumstances beyond control, he was determined to ensure everything else was perfectly arranged.

"Ms. Sanchez, your blood pressure is a bit low. Have you been resting well lately?" the doctor asked gently after examining her.

Fortunately, Everett wasn't around, so Dorothy felt safe to nod. "It's just a lot going on at the office. I've been trying to wrap things up, but I always make sure I'm asleep by eleven!"

"As a pregnant woman, staying up late is definitely not advisable," the doctor, sweet and patient, especially aware of Dorothy's VIP status, reminded her. "It's not good for the baby's development, nor is it good for your immune system."

Even if she weren't pregnant, staying up late would still be harmful to her health, let alone now with a baby on the way.

Dorothy, who had been somewhat cavalier because this was her second pregnancy after having Abigail and Langston, realized she might have been taking things too lightly.

"I understand. I'll be more careful."

wait in the lounge. The ultrasound room is currently being

"Alright."

her way to a chair

Everett to come back, letting him take his time to

quirks, notably his insistence on seeing everything with his own eyes to be

water accidentally splashed a bit on Dorothy as he

clothing didn't show the spill much, and the man clearly hadn't

it off with

I've got some napkins right here," the man said, immediately reaching into his bag to hand her

on me,

in her response, but the next moment, the man's

of water, and here you are chatting

spilled on her," the man retorted, clearly aggravated at being falsely accused, his tone turning sharp. "Go back to your seat Acting like a shrew!"

were like

in fury, her