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

keeping a distance between them, "I told you to sit down. If 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

lowering his voice to ask

She's been like this since she picked us up from school

say

reply,

she

his

her? At this point, Quincy should have

did he know what the two women had

he knew was that Dorothy

want to see him at all, let alone call

angry! She's really

kits mom coming out of

got up to help, "What would you like?

I've

up several dishes in the

weren't Abigail and

full of food, felt a sense of

"Sort of."

chopsticks and a

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