Chapter 501

Uh?”

Quincy was about to ask what being a clean freak had to do with anything when she caught sight of her own hands and instantly got it. She tugged awkwardly at her lip. “Sorry, my bad.”

She watched as Everett Lopez moved steadily forward, refusing to be assisted or to lean against the wall. His back remained ramrod straight as if bending was simply not an option.

Quincy knew all too well that Everett must be in agony. The trembling that barely perceptible in his silhouette was telltale. He’d been stabbed clean through with wounds both in the front and back, and his flesh and blood were indistinguishable when he was sent to hospital.

She recalled the first moments of taking charge of Everett. When he barely regained consciousness, his lips were moving. At first, Quincy thought he was moaning due to the pain and tried to comfort him for multiple times. But as she listened closely, he was actually calling out for Dorothy.

Sighing softly, Quincy felt a sudden, intense envy toward Dorothy.

“If only I could be loved like that.” she mused.

when Everett returned to

on the bed, and his lips curled

had

disturb her rest, Everett picked up a chair and sat down beside the bed.

the smile

he felt a bit like a

who could understand?

elation of finally holding the moon he had longed for

let alone love. But now, with her lying next to him and willing to do anything

maybe he’d died from the stab wound inflicted by Heather, and all these were illusory.

was placed near her cheek, then her eyebrows, her hair, wishing time could

before he heard a

and glanced at the door monitor. Seeing it was Jeffrey, he

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