Female Novel
Chapter 519
Chapter 519
Dorothy slipped back into the hospital room, finding Everett engrossed in a video call with thecompany’s shareholders.
She didn’t interrupt. Instead, she gave him a little wave, signaling that he should keep at it and not mindher.
Listening to Everett converse in smooth, fluent Spanish, Dorothy found a quiet corner to sit and watchhim work.
Her mind wandered back to Everett as a middle school student, who always clad in his crisp, cleanuniform, sitting silently while working on problems with his refined, scholarly look. He’d furrow his browin concentration and occasionally flipped through textbooks and jotted down notes.
Back then, her impression of her deskmate was simple: he liked his space clean, wasn’t much for chit–chat, and had a string of admirers. His family was loaded, too. Every day after school, a sleek blacksedan would be waiting to whisk him away.
The make and model of the car were beyond her knowledge then, not to mention what a luxury careven was. All she knew was that it was the most impressive car she’d ever seen–the kind she figuredshe’d never get to ride in.
As she watched him now, Dorothy couldn’t help but pull out her phone and snap a picture of Everett indeep thought.
She scrutinized the photo from every angle, marveling at how there seemed to be no dead angle to hisface. His features were sharply defined, his jawline chiseled, and his oceanic eyes were as deep as a
serene pool. When his gaze dropped, the delicate fold of his eyelids became visible, and below that,his lashes fanned out like the feathers on a quill.
Dorothy saved the photo to her cloud album, hesitated for a few seconds before deciding whether tofile it under ‘Life‘ or ‘Scenery.
Chewing on her lower lip, her fingers finally moved to create a new album in the cloud, renaming theuntitled folder to “0825.”
After these little adjustments, she felt a little silly, as if Everett’s youthful spirit was contagious–she waseven resorting to a bit of sneaky photography.
But her mood? It was pretty great.
“This album should be filled with our photos together and with the kids, not just me alone.”
She had no idea when Everett had silently moved from the bed. He was now standing behind her.
Startled, Dorothy put on a stern face intentionally, “What are you doing up again? Dr. Quincy said youneed to stay in bed!”novelbin
“I know my own body,” he replied, reaching past Dorothy to swipe her phone, extracting his solo picturefrom the “0825” album and creating a new one named “Family,” where he dropped the photo.
“What are you doing?”
“In ‘0825‘, I want to see lots of pictures with you, and with the kids.”
He didn’t want to be alone in that album.
Dorothy blinked. Then, she couldn’t resist her laughter, “If you wanted a photo with me, you could’vejust asked! Beating around the bush isn’t your style, Mr. Lopez.”
Everett raised an eyebrow, “Fine, I want a photo with you. Is that alright, Ms. Sanchez?”
“Ummm… let me think about it,” she teased, then relented, “Alright, I’ll indulge your wish!”
She stood on tiptoes, phone in hand, switching to the front–facing camera.
But try as she might, even on her tiptoes, she couldn’t fit Everett’s entire face in the frame.
“You’re too tall, bend down a bit!”
Everett, with a half–smile, simply took the phone from her and effortlessly pulled Dorothy into hisembrace.
Before she could react, he pressed the shutter button and planted a kiss on her lips right as the phoneclicked.
All she heard was the click of her cell phone before she was pressed against the wall and felt hisbreath growing heavier.
“E…Everett… I thought we were just taking a photo?”
“Who made that deal with you?”
He hadn’t said a word about just taking a photo.