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."

a hand to assist

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

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

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

been like

say anything to

reply, Abigail quickly

said she

his brows

had said to her? At this point, Quincy should have given her

be sure, nor did he know

knew was that Dorothy was

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

Mommy angry! She's really scary when she's

Langston finished speaking, he saw kits mom coming out of the so he quickly shut

Dorothy carrying a tray and immediately got up to help, "What would you like? I can

down, I've got everything

whipped up several

Abigail and

of food, felt a sense of unease. "Are we

"Sort of."

and a

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