He really was something else...

Any woman who got close to him felt it.

"In the future, Ms. Sanchez, I'd rather you not play the good Samaritan here at the hospital. If he and I end up fighting over this, I'll hold a grudge against you." "Don't worry, I won't be coming back."

Dorothy was too drained to engage in a war of words with Quincy.

It wasn't about winning or losing; she simply couldn't muster the energy.

"That's for the best."

"Can you move now?" Dorothy frowned. "A good dog doesn't block the path."

"You"

"If you don't stand in my way, you're not a dog."

If she continued to stand there, well, that was another story.

Quincy huffed coldly, a stark contrast to her usually gentle demeanor.

at

as she stepped aside, Dorothy walked away

places like this

waiting for a response before daring to

bed, she lowered her head, a complete turnaround from her

"Mr. Lopez."

you here?

his words, sending

you were sick, and asked me to come check on you." Quincy didn't leave, instead moving closer to him. "How are you feeling? What made you suddenly ill?" Everett scoffed internally,

need your

push me away, even after your split with Ms. Sanchez. I

Everett suddenly

aback. "I

to come here and take you away. You're

away from her, leaving

him, but she held back. The poison needed more time to take full effect, and she

revealing anything.

too early and the poison hadn't fully integrated into his bloodstream, her efforts would

hope

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