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 to assist

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 can

say more. Even as a CEO, he felt like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating from the kitchen. Outside,

to ask Langston, "What's

been like this

say

reply, Abigail quickly

she

his brows

said to her? At this point,

sure, nor did he know what the two

he knew was that

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

angry! She's really

out of the so he quickly shut focused

immediately got up to help, "What would you like? I can cook something for

I've

up several dishes

Abigail and

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

"Sort of."

a bowl in

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