Look at Mr. Turner here, beyond saving! You try to console the guy, and he won't have any of it."

Wesley's remark sent the two women beside him into fits of laughter, waving dismissively at Jeffrey, "Come on, if she's got you all riled up, stepping out for some air isn't the end of the world! A man's gotta have a social life, right?"

"No more drinking for me, I'm out."

Jeffrey felt that even a night out at the bar couldn't lift his spirits; he might as well head home and cuddle his daughter!

With that, he didn't even look back as Wesley called after him, striding towards the exit.

Reaching the doorway of the bar, Jeffrey lit up a cigarette and had barely taken a puff when his phone buzzed with a call from Everett.

"Where are you at?"

From Everett's tone, Jeffrey could tell something was off, but he brushed it aside, thinking it was his own issue, not suspecting something might have happened on Everett's end.

"Just out... chatting with some buddies, what's up? Plans changed on you?"

You better think of an explanation,

"What?!"

...

Dorothy was all packed up and waiting

herself, but Everett, worried about her well-being, insisted on accompanying

got quite the arm on her! Pushed me so hard, I

keep her at Bay Residence, then have Jeffrey come over so they

had slipped

you?" Everett immediately frowned, giving her

waved it off, "She wasn't out to hurt me, how could she? I'm just worried about Karen and

he always ending

was out seeking entertainment again, neglecting his wife

why Jeffrey left." Dorothy sighed, massaging her temples, "But fight or no fight, how could he let another woman answer the phone! With Karen's temper, I don't see

etched on her face, Everett reached over the console to hold her hand, sharing his warmth

your health! I've already started drilling wells for Quincy,

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