Everett was drowning in regret, and Jonathan felt the sting of his decisions just as sharply.

If only he had known it would cto this, he would have just focused on elevating Dorothy to a level where she could mingle with the Lopez clan without causing a stir. He should have ousted Heather, the source of all their troubles, before she could turn their lives upside down.

"It's done. I didn't want to talk about it because it's pointless," Everett said, his voice heavy with resignation. "I chere today because, despite everything, she is my mother. She wronged Dorothy, but she never wronged me." "Everett, we can't let our family fall apart like this! Your mom and I, we only have you. You can't abandon your own parents over Dorothy!" Lately, Jonathan felt the weight of his years more than ever. Gone were the days of his youth when he made swift, decisive decisions that brooked no opposition.

Seeing his only son drifting away, caught in an irreconcilable conflict, how could he not be afraid? "It's too late for that now." Jonathan hurried to add, "It's not too late! I'll accept Dorothy into the family, and I won't force her to drop the lawsuit anymore. Isn't that enough? With your mom in her current state, who knows if she'll even make it through this! As for Quincy and her family, they're easy to handle, not a problem I can't solve for you." Quincy's family.

Quincy soured Everett's

yourself. And stop making my life more complicated." With Everett away, Dorothy took the tto organize scompany documents before heading to the children's room to

over her phone for a long

check in. Everything's fine at

a photo of Amanda's critical condition notice from the hospital, followed by

doctors say it depends on how she does tonight. She's in a deep coma now, and if she doesn't wake up within 24

pondered, Everett's call

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