After ending the call, both Abigail and Langston turned their gaze toward Dorothy.

"Mommy, is Daddy coming over soon?"

"Yes, he is."

Dorothy reached out to gently touch her daughter's hair.

Langston, standing aside, made a face. "Mommy, do you hate Daddy? Why were you so harsh on the phone with him?"

He was almost scared by her tone.

"Yes, I hate him."

Dorothy sighed deeply. "Let's head home."

When Everett arrived, Dorothy was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

She finished making dishes for Abigail and Langston before starting on her own.

Noticing his figure, Dorothy paused for a moment, then spoke up, "Wait in the dining room."

Everett half expected her to start questioning him the moment he walked in.

But now, she was actually asking him to wait for dinner... Was this... an invitation to stay for the meal?

"I'll help you."

approached, extending a

she stopped him with a raised hand, keeping a distance between them, "I told you

a CEO, he felt like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating

lowering his voice to ask Langston, "What's up with

been like this since

Did she say anything to

could reply, Abigail quickly

she hates

lips twitched slightly, his brows furrowing in

had said to her? At this point, Quincy

Everett couldn't be sure, nor did he

that Dorothy was acting

truly hated him, she wouldn't want to see him at all, let alone call him

Mommy angry! She's

Langston finished speaking, he saw kits mom coming out of

up to help, "What would you like?

I've got

up several

they weren't Abigail and Langston's

full of food, felt a sense of unease. "Are we expecting guests

"Sort of."

chopsticks and a bowl in

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