Everett had been the one looking after the kids lately, so he had becquite the pro at soothing little ones.

Seeing Dorothy's furrowed brow, he reached over and smoothed it out forcefully.

"I'm not Abigail and Langston." "You're right; you're not." Everett chuckled. "Abigail and Langston are much more obedient than you are." Dorothy said nothing.

He pulled out his phone, scrolled through his photo album, and handed it over to her. "I've documented every day. I told them Mommy's sick and needs srest, so they won't be surprised if you cback to Bay Residence now." Taking the phone, Dorothy browsed through a few videos and then it hit her.

"So, you never planned on giving up on me?" "Of course I've thought about it! Every tyou mademad, I thought, 'I'm never going to fall for this heartless woman again."" There was a hint of playful resentment in Everett's tone, a stark contrast to his handsface.

Dorothy couldn't help but laugh as her gaze returned to the videos.

Everett took great care of them. In the videos, he was always holding Abigail with Langston sitting beside him as he told them stories or read from a book.

so harmonious

was a family atmosphere Dorothy had never experienced

to and from school, where she could be daddy's little girl and share her

were dreams of her early

for Maxton to just pass away earlier. Perhaps her mother could finally let go and heal if

scrolled, a notification popped up at the top of the screen. It noted

to snoop. But the message was right there

Mr. Lopez? Is everything okay?] Everett had reached out to Quincy on his own? At least it seemed that way

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