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."

extending a hand

she stopped him with a raised hand, keeping a distance between them, "I told you to sit down. If you don't want to, you

handsome face froze for a moment. Seeing her seriousness, he didn't dare to say more. Even as a CEO, he felt like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating from the kitchen. Outside, Abigail and

voice to ask Langston, "What's up with

like this since

she say

reply, Abigail quickly

said she

his brows furrowing

her? At this point, Quincy should have given her

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

he knew was that Dorothy was acting

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

angry! She's really scary when

mom coming out of the so he quickly shut focused on his

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

down, I've got everything

Dorothy had whipped up

Abigail

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

"Sort of."

chopsticks and a bowl in

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