The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett was sweating bullets, chasing his tail around more than Langston needed to utter a single word to be effective.

But thankfully, Abigail had stopped crying.

Dorothy nudged Everett and shot him a knowing look.

They left the hospital room, one after the other, and sat down on a bench in the corridor outside.

"Let the siblings sort it out themselves," she said.

Everett nodded, draping an arm around Dorothy's shoulders. "You've really done a fantastic job with both Abigail and Langston," he acknowledged.

Even in his absence, the siblings had turned out pretty great. Abigail, though a bit of a crybaby, had a heart of gold and was as pure as they come. Langston, on the other hand, might have been a bit aloof, his mind always on his computer, but he was mature for his age, had a strong moral compass, and knew right from wrong.

his father, the so-called "deadbeat

credit," Dorothy leaned into him, sighing. "Karen and Kenneth played a big part too. Most of the

felt she owed it

have ended up

that children from broken homes often grow to despise the parent

badmouthed Everett or shared the gritty details of their fallout with Abigail and Langston. Painting their father in a negative light would have made it nearly impossible for Everett to mend the relationship with his kids. Dorothy patted his hand,

fill their heads with

Everett. She knew well how good he had

cares for them. Abigail

always made time for the kids. He'd rush home to tuck them into bed, ensuring they were

it no surprise that Abigail and Langston welcomed

so much more I wish I could make up