Everett was utterly smitten-that was a line only Jeffrey had the guts to say.

For the sake of thoroughness, the officer accompanied Jeffrey to the hospital to hear Everett himself declare he wouldn't press charges. Only after Everett had signed the settlement did they agree to release Dorothy.

She was injured, too.

Her red dress was torn at the chest, revealing a wound underneath where the blood had already dried. It was clear from the cut that Dorothy had truly wished for death.

She followed Jeffrey to the car with a vacant stride, silent and head bowed.

Thankfully, Jeffrey was certain she no longer had any weapons; otherwise, he'd still be worried she might try something drastic again.

"Hospital?" Jeffrey finally broke the long silence with a probing question.

his voice, Dorothy lifted her head slightly, "No." "What about your wound? It looks... pretty deep," Jeffrey coughed awkwardly, shifting his gaze away. The location of her injury was

was only at the first trial; it wasn't as if there was no chance to turn things around! Even Jeffrey knew that once Everett saw the

in her third trimester and was already on bed rest! If she found out, she might go into premature

a long while, Dorothy spoke up again. "How is he... doing?" "How is he doing? He's in big trouble!" Jeffrey

up at him, her eyes

hard enough to toss

buddy just recovered from old wounds, and now he's got new ones. Knife wounds would be one thing, but on top of that, he's been diagnosed with late-stage cancer!" Dorothy's mind went blank for a moment, "Everett has... late-stage cancer?" "Yep! No misdiagnosis! Pure, unadulterated

family is at the hospital, so it wouldn't be right for you to go. Wait until they leave, then I'll take you to see him."

she

him," Dorothy said after a

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