Female Novel
Chapter 957
The conversation took a sharp turn, leaving Jeffrey struggling to keep up.
"Huh?"
"What do you mean by 'huh'? Hurry up, go find Quincy, and sort this out! We need her to cureDorothy!"
Karen stood up abruptly and pushed Jeffrey out of the room, "If anything happens to Dorothy, it's onyou! I'll never forgive you!"
"But I just got back! I haven't even spent any time with my daughter yet!" Jeffrey protested with alook of despair.
She waved dismissively, "Your daughter's right here; she's not going anywhere. Get Quincy onboard, and you can spend all day, every day, playing daddy!"
Bang!
Before Jeffrey could respond, the door slammed shut in his face.
"Ah, man—"
He opened his mouth to protest but instead ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, "Tell them, do whatever with her, just don't kill her!"
After hanging up, Jeffrey quickly added another instruction.
"And don't mess up her mind! We don't want her turning into a vegetable, clueless abouteverything!"novelbin
"And keep her hands safe! We need them for the antidote!"
"Forget it, I'll handle it myself. Don't touch her until I get there."
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Upon her return to Bay Residence, Dorothy first spent some time playing with Abigail and Langston.
She felt guilty towards them.
In fact, she felt guilty towards everyone.
As she prepared herself to discuss her decision on withdrawing the lawsuit with Everett, sheheaded towards the living room. There, she found Everett by the window, deeply engrossed in aphone call, his brow furrowed with concern over some vexing issue.
Dorothy paused, deciding not to interrupt.
He had enough on his plate, and her issue wasn't urgent. It could wait.
After a refreshing shower, she changed into her loungewear and thought it would be the perfecttime to talk with Everett when he came to bed.
But soon after, Everett entered the bedroom, clearly not ready to rest.
"Dorothy, I've got something to take care of and need to step out for a bit."
"Hmm?" She sat up, concerned, "Something at the office? Then go ahead, don't worry about me."
Everett's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say more. But he simply nodded.
"I'm not sure when I'll be back. If you're tired, just go to sleep; don't wait up."
"Okay!" Dorothy nodded obediently, wanting him to focus on his matters without worry. She evengot out of bed to straighten his jacket for him, "Don't overwork yourself, though. Work never ends,but you only have one body."
Everett looked down at her delicate, pale hands fussing over his clothes and cracked a smile, "Youcare about me."
"Of course, I do!"
"Alright, I'll try to come back early."
"Okay."
Dorothy insisted on walking him to the door, and Everett immediately bent down to hand herslippers, making sure she wore them.
"No walking barefoot."
"I was just in a rush to see you off!"
"That's no excuse. You don't have to see me off, but you must wear slippers."
Seeing him sternly lecturing her, Dorothy couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, okay, I get it!"
Finally, after sending off this dear man, she returned to the bedroom. But tossing and turning, sleepeluded her.
After some thought, Dorothy picked up her phone and found Quincy's WhatsApp contact.
"Dr. Quincy, if Everett has upset you in any way, please be patient with him. He's just anxious aboutmy condition, not trying to make things difficult for you on purpose. I apologize on his behalf."