Chapter 1446

Dorothy was lost in thought, the silence stretching on. To be more precise, she was at a loss for words.

In Everett's presence, she always felt an overwhelming gratitude, unsure of how she could possibly repay him for all he's done...

Over the phone, sensing his wife's turmoil, he chuckled softly, "I'll be home soon. Wait for me, will you?"

"Yeah, I will."

After hanging up, Dorothy gently caressed her daughter's tiny feet, her eyes misty with emotion as she smiled.

"Mama is the luckiest person in the world, don't you think?"

...

The day they moved back into Bay Residence was gloriously sunny.

Just the sight of the weather lifted Dorothy's spirits!

The place had been ready for a while, but Everett had delayed moving in, concerned about the safety of their baby.

As their belongings were gradually moved in, Dorothy stood by Everett, a constant smile on her lips.

"We're finally back."

"Yes." He tenderly ruffled her hair. "The lady of Bay Residence."

Her laughter bubbled up, feigning annoyance, "Someone wanted to sell this place before, remember?"

"How could I part with it after you've lived here?"

"Ah? I'm curious, what if..."

Only you can be the lady of this house. I would never sell it, even if you never forgave my mother.

paused, then reached out to intertwine her fingers with

"Let's go home!"

"Okay."

into Bay

parts of the house hadn't changed, only expanded by an additional building,

dining room chairs, each object familiar

check out the

arm around her shoulder,

"Okay."

the way, he teased, "You open the

"You've prepared a surprise?"

smirked, "Open it and

open the

they left it, with no

in the middle

then walked over to pick it

this the letter you wrote

you always wanted to see

I open

He nodded, "Go ahead."

carefully opened the envelope, anxious not to

in Everett's handwriting, distinct yet strong.

Everett, your desk

I like you.

might be a confession,

just to

know. I don't

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