Chapter 493

Quincy gestured towards his wound. “Then lay still, buddy. Let me check out where the blood came from. You don’t want Ms. Sanchez to come back and find you soaked in blood, do you?”

Out of everything Jonathan had said, he was right on that only one point – Dorothy was Everett’s Achilles‘ heel.

And right now, Quincy was exploiting that weakness with pinpoint accuracy.

Seeing his son finally cooperating, Jonathan’s worry settled down a bit, but it was quickly replaced by irritation. “You’re trashing your own health over a woman?”

“Dorothy probably had her fair share of troubles trying to see me. You didn’t seem to care much about her then, did you?”

“She’s not one of the Lopezes!”

a Lopez doesn’t put

by his son before.

situation was getting worse, quickly interjected while tending to the wound. “Alright, Jonathan! Can we stop quarreling? The patient needs to

“He started it!”

to pick a fight.” Quincy’s hands moved with practiced ease as she disinfected

Quincy sought for a private chat with Jonathan to avoid stressing out the patient in the hospital. But as she reached the door, Everett called out to

about the

she’d worry,

about

glass of water and offered a comforting smile, “Jonathan, there’s no need to stay angry. What can’t a father and son talk

to talk about! After all this time, he still refuses to budge. He insists

taken aback, “Isn’t he

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