The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Then, Dorothy saw Everett's name changed into the “typing...” indicator.

But nothing came through, and it reverted to just his name.

A few seconds later, the typing resumed.

Dorothy waited with bated breath, curious about what he might have to say, so she kept the chat open, her gaze fixed on the screen.

After what seemed like an eternity of indecision, Everett finally sent a message.

[Sorry, sent it by accident.] [Oh] She half-expected Everett to use the kids as a shield, claiming they were messing around with his phone.

Dorothy's eyes lingered on her own response, the single “Oh,” feeling as though the conversation had crashed and burned.

to keep the dialogue going, she typed out: [Are you with Abigail and Langston?] Karen had once told her that if she wanted to

Everett

Just finished a meeting, I'm in the car.] As he recounted his whereabouts, Dorothy

his father’s wishes to be with Quincy, but she

and ex-husband, the occasional WhatsApp message, and two kids as

that was what Dorothy told herself

that Everett had said all there was to say,

another message

me some videos.] [Alright] She arrived at her apartment