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 saying one thing

soon as she stepped aside, Dorothy walked away without

places like

door, waiting for a response before daring to

lowered her head, a complete turnaround from

"Mr. Lopez."

are you

words, sending her

you." Quincy didn't leave, instead moving closer to him. "How are you feeling? What made you suddenly ill?" Everett scoffed internally, though

don't need

Sanchez. I

Kevin?" Everett suddenly

was taken aback. "I don't

and take you away.

body away from her,

held back. The poison needed more time to take full

revealing anything.

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

Lopez, I hope you get

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