The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

From the moment Quincy concocted that poison, Everett found himself hemmed in on all sides.

Even the matter of breaking up had turned into a debacle, and ironically, the antidote ended up being ingested by himself, yet Dorothy remained poisoned!

Everett had always prided himself on his successes, believing that anything he set his mind to, he could achieve. Yet, when it came to Dorothy- He felt utterly powerless.

"Everett, I won't allow you to talk like that!" Dorothy furrowed her brows slightly, her face etched with seriousness, "The reason you feel trapped is because you care about me! Take Quincy, for example, you could easily make her suffer a fate worse than death if you wanted to! But you didn't, not because you're incapable, but because you're cautious."

Dorothy understood that unless she was completely certain the poison was neutralized, Everett wouldn't let Quincy meet her end immediately even if she handed over the antidote.

He had too much at stake, too many considerations to weigh, especially when it came to anything that might affect Dorothy. He couldn't afford to gamble with her life.

"I don't want to analyze the process; I just feel useless right now." Everett sighed deeply, covering his face with his hand.

"Who wants to feel like they're being led by the nose? Everett, how can you be useless? Without you, there wouldn't even be a 'me' to speak of!"

fist, his eyes cast down, casting shadows across his face, "Why didn't I guard against you? Why did I drink the water you gave

sensed something was off with Dorothy

But...

goodwill had

acted this

rejecting him, driving him away, setting clear boundaries between them! It was the first

suddenly

was clearly a premeditated

are you actually fretting over this?" Dorothy was momentarily stunned before she moved to embrace him, "Do you have any idea that I think the

of all

the one poisoned, that would have been truly

genuinely grateful she had given

After all...

his own motives regarding