The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

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 hand

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

like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating from the kitchen. Outside, Abigail and

ask Langston, "What's up with your

shook his head, "I don't know. She's been like this since she picked us up from

she say anything

could reply,

said she

slightly, his

to her? At this point, Quincy should have given

couldn't be sure, nor did he know what the two women

was that Dorothy was acting unusually

she truly hated him, she wouldn't want to see him at

make Mommy angry! She's

out of the so he

immediately got up to help, "What would you like? I

I've

whipped up several dishes in

weren't Abigail and

eyeing the table full of food, felt a sense of unease. "Are we expecting

"Sort of."

placed chopsticks and a bowl