The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Jeff really hit the nail on the head with his prediction.

After mulling it over for a few days, Quincy decided against a change of heart.

She made the call to Everett herself.

"Mr. Lopez, it's clear as day you hold Ms. Sanchez dearer than life itself. If I'm looking to secure a leverage, naturally, I'd go for what matters most," her tone was even, no fluctuations, just stating a fact, "As for Ms. Sanchez's health, I can take my time to nurse her back."

"Quincy, please, let Dorothy go."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. This whole charade was set up with her at the center! Plus, when she drank that water, I made sure thrice over. If she's having second thoughts now, that's on her, not me." Deep down, Everett knew the probability of Quincy agreeing was slim.

Looking at it from another angle, changing sides now would be risky, and... there were just too many unknowns.

He didn't say anything more to Quincy; instead, he ended the call.

Looks like it's time to make some tough decisions.

With Everett's restrictions, Dorothy was confined to a strict work schedule.

Not a minute more, he'd have someone watch over her, almost wishing he could install cameras in her office.

But it hardly made a difference anymore. Most of the project work was dealt with, and whatever was left could be taken home.

he started to drown in work, staying late at the office, sometimes

lie down beside Dorothy, who was supposed to be asleep, but instead, she turned

"Everett..."

lazy, like a

"Did I wake you?"

I was just waiting for you," she snuggled into his embrace, "Busy with a lot of new projects

stroked her hair, cherishing her affectionate

free?

raised an eyebrow, "Something on your

want to marry

get why Quincy is into you, and I don't mind it, won't even argue over it. But, I think having you on my marriage certificate makes things a bit more

lit room, Dorothy's

to her proposal - happy, excited, maybe

Except...

at this

"Is something wrong?"

reached out, touching Everett's arm