Dorothy sensed that Everett was talking about Heather, but the cold fury in his eyes was something unfamiliar to her. Usually, he was either stoic and unapproachable or gentle and patient when dealing with her. This harsh, bone-chilling demeanor was new.

Perhaps alerted by the sound of her footsteps, Everett's gaze lifted to meet hers, and in an instant, all traces of anger vanished.

It was as if he had always been this composed gentleman, unflappable in his emotions.

"You're up," he noted.

"Yeah," she replied.

Everett finished transferring a file on his laptop and then stood up. "Do you want the breakfast delivered by the hotel, or should I make something?" "The hotel's fine," Dorothy said. Her taste wasn't picky; she didn't need him to go through any trouble for her.

my cooking." "Huh?" Everett wheeled in a breakfast cart from the doorway, clearly the result of his

up that early and I didn't want it

Everett was getting more clingy. He wasn't like this

got someone keeping an eye on them. They'll be fine." Feeling Everett's gaze turning somewhat less innocent, Dorothy quickly interjected, "I'm hungry. I want to eat breakfast!" "Alright, I'll serve you some bread." No sooner had Dorothy

Dorothy couldn't help but admire Karen's stamina — bouncing around full of life even during her pregnancy. Dorothy's own experience had been different.

phone down, Dorothy looked up to see that Everett, ever the neat freak, had already washed and put away the

going hiking today.” "Worried you won't be able to keep up?" he asked with a smile. "I could carry you." Dorothy waved off the suggestion. "I'll manage. I'm

a slight grin as he took her hand and led her out of

want to ask, but her

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