The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Kevin emphasized the word "dreaming" with such gravity, as if he wished he could say it twice more, just for Quincy to hear.

"Yeah, it feels a bit off," she mused, sensing an unusual vibe in the car, a certain eeriness in Kevin's tone.

Yet, Quincy didn't dwell on it much, figuring that perhaps Kevin, who usually appeared so stern and serious, could just be a chatterbox in private. After all, Dorothy had caused Everett a fair share of trouble with their lawsuit, and Kevin's admiration for Mr. Lopez was no secret. His dislike for Dorothy seemed only natural under the circumstances.

But Dorothy's recent demands had caught her off guard. Previously, Dorothy had always seemed to want nothing, carrying herself with an air of detachment.

Arriving at the hospital, Quincy followed Kevin quickly to Everett's room.

The moment the door swung open, the familiar scent of disinfectant rushed into their nostrils.

Seeing Everett lying on the bed, Quincy felt a twinge of sadness. She had no emotional ties to Dorothy, so whatever turmoil Dorothy faced left Quincy indifferent.

But Everett was different.

with him, seeing

him now, perspiring slightly and displaying a look

I've prepared will have you feeling better

in Quincy's hand,

that. I'll have a doctor outside check it over. If it's all good, we'll administer it to Mr.

to Kevin, who

me," she noted,

wiped his forehead with a towel, sitting up.

"Once we're married and some time has passed, you'll

appearing listless, a stark contrast to his usual vibrant

This demeanor...

hard to

Quincy didn't suspect anything