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 don't want to,

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

lowering his voice to ask Langston, "What's up

been like this since she picked us up from

Did she say anything

Langston could reply, Abigail

she

twitched slightly, his brows furrowing

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

be sure, nor did he know what the two women had talked

knew was that Dorothy was acting unusually

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

angry! She's really scary when she's

kits mom coming out of the so he quickly shut focused

help, "What

I've

whipped up several

Abigail and Langston's

of food, felt a sense of unease.

"Sort of."

and a bowl in

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