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 and

was a family atmosphere Dorothy had never

child, she often fantasized about having loving parents who would take her to and from school, where she could be daddy's little

dreams of her

at times for Maxton to just pass away earlier. Perhaps her mother could finally let go

at the top of the screen. It noted a

to snoop. But the message was right there on the

call me, Mr. Lopez? Is everything okay?] Everett had reached out to Quincy on his

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