The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy suddenly felt her right eye twitch uncontrollably.

Her expression even began to quiver slightly.

"Medicine?"

"Yes."

Quincy pulled out a small bottle from her purse.

The bottle was tiny, and it was only half full of pills.

"Do you really expect me to believe this?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Lopez if it's the real deal."

stare, "He and I are over, I can't

me a murderer? I'm not foolish enough to

willing to concoct medicine to cure my illness. I can hardly believe you're doing

might have believed Quincy without

If I had to give one, maybe it's because I hope you'll stop being sick all the time. It's a hassle if you keep getting sick and Mr.

in the hospital, what's Mr. Lopez supposed to do?" Quincy spread her hands, "If he visits,, his fiancée, would be upset! Who wants that kind of drama? But if he doesn't visit, people will criticize him for

Her logic was sound.

the bottle, examining it closely, "If I take this,

everything, but at least you won't have any

fingers trembled before she looked down and forced a smile, "Oh, well, that's great then! Dr. Quincy, your medical expertise is truly

don't need to worry about that! And don't expect an invite to Mr. Lopez's and my wedding hope you'll also stop clinging to him. Just like when net asked you to drop the lawsuit before. I will defend

to be, and I don't

tucking the bottle of medicine into her purse, "Thank