NovelBookHe was determined to let Dorothy know that as long as he was there, as long as he had, she could have everything.
Just like at the beginning, when Everett said—
He would indulge her whims.
Soon, half of an ice cream cone was gone. Dorothy waved it in front of Everett, batting her eyelashes, “I feel like it'd be such a
waste to throw away the rest of this. It's such a shto waste food! Maybe | could...”
The next second, Everett took it from her hand and naturally popped it into his mouth.
Mmm, a strong taste of strawberry.
Sweet and delightful.
“You, you ate my leftover ice cream!” For Dorothy, his action was more shocking than her craving for the other half of the cone.
You see, Everett was a bit of a germaphobe!
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Even though Dorothy had bitten the cone, it inevitably had her saliva on it.
“We agreed, you could only have half.”
“What | mean is, that was leftover from me...”
“So, what about it.” He knew, of course.
Everett smirked, reaching out to pat her head like soothing a child, “If you want, tomorrow | can allow you to have another half! You
can have, but not too much. For our baby, you need to hold back, okay?”
Looking at him, Dorothy suddenly felt a lump in her throat and nodded, “Okay.”
Her tears fell suddenly, catching Everett off guard!
“Don’t cry! I'll get you another one!”
He was about to leave when Dorothy quickly grabbed Everett's arm, shaking her head, “It's not the ice cream I'm craving.”
“It's just that, | feel so incredibly lucky to have you.”
It was as if, in thisplex and cumbersworld, Everett had carved out a sanctuary for her, where she could remain a child.
A carefree, eternal child.
Here, Dorothy wasn’t Ms. Sanchez, not Abigail and Langston's mommy, not even someone's wife. She was just a little girl who
needed constant care and affection.
As for the tears...
Maybe it was the pregnancy, but whenever she got emotional, she just couldn't control them!
Actually, Dorothy meant to laugh.
“Sigh.” Everett sighed softly, pulling her into his embrace, gently rubbing her back, “The only thing that can scareis you.”
At Jeffrey’s mansion, Karen, with her belly prominently showing, paced back and forth in the living room.
These past few days, her husband’s workload had increased.
What did that imply?
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Everett's workload had decreased!
So, the question was, if he wasn’t at work, and not with Dorothy, where was he?
“Honey, you're makingdizzy with all that walking.” Jeffrey frowned, looking up, “I'm already confused with these numbers, if
you're free, why don’t youe helpsort this out?”
Karen walked over, glanced at theputer screen, and pointed, “Aren’t these things supposed to be reviewed by Everett?”
“Yes, but he's been busy with something else lately, passed it all to me.”
“What's he been busy with?”
Jeffrey raised an eyebrow, sensing something amiss, “Why are you so interested in Everett's business?”
Karen shot him a piercing look.
“Obviously, because I'm worried he might cheat on Dorothy during her pregnancy! What else? Do you think I've fallen for Everett?”
“Now, tellthe truth, do you know where Everett has been going when he’s not at the office?”
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