Dorothy was spacing out for a second so she accidentally pressed a bit too hardâ¦
Prople applied medicine to heal wounds, but when she did it, she somehow made Everettâs almostâ
healed wound bleed again!
âYou, youâre bleeding! I go get the doctor!â
Dorothy was about to dash off, but Everett grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
âIâm fineâ He said
âYouâre not fine! Your wound has reâopened! Iâm so sorryâ¦I didnât mean it!â She was like a kid whoâs
done something wrong, spinning around like a headless chicken.
Everett gave a helpless smile; he just couldnât handle her sometimes
Itâs just a small wound, no biggie.â
âBut â¦â
âYou didnât have dinner, right? I ask room service to send something up.â He interrupted her gently,
then followed with a slightly awkward cough, âGa take a shower firstâ
Dorothy suddenly realized that given their positions, any movement could easily cause a stir, of all
places, she was pressed up against his lower body
He couldnât hide his bulge much longerâ¦
âOkay! Mâ¦Iâll go take a shower!â
She couldnât think about anything else so she even forget to grab a change of clothes. And she bolted
into the bathroom just like that
Watching Dorothyâs retreating figure. Everettâs lips curved into a small smirk.
She really was something else.
Dorothy, in opposition to Everett, wished she could shrink and escape through the drain in the
bathroomâ
That didnât go as she planned. Now she was taking a shower after him. Why?
Shouldnât they be sitting down in discuss the dissolution of their contract and when theyâd head to get
their divorce certificate?
Everett and Heather had already reached the paint of buying each other underwear or this business
trip. She wouldnât buy it if he later told her they werent back together.
Dorothy paced around the bathroom a few times before Everettâs voice came from outside.
âDinnerâs here.â
âOkay, Iâll be right out. She clenched her fists, opened the bathroom door, and saw Everett standing at
the door. His eyes were scanning over her
âYou didnât shower?â
âI think we need to have a serious talk, Mr. Lopez. What do you say?â
Everett nodded with a calm look, âSure, letâs talk while we catâ
He walked over to the dining table and even thoughtfully pulled out the chair for her.
Dorothy took a deep breath, âI think you should reconsider our contract!â
Everett paused in cutting his steak. He raised an eyebrow, âNow that the surgery is over and you donât
need me anymore, huh?â
âNo, no, thats not what I mean!!â
âMs. Sanchez, thereâs something you should be clear about. We signed the contract written in black
and white, so you should honor itâ
If she wanted to be formal about it, he could play along
the penaltyâ
âOf course, if youâre adamant about breaking the contract, fil have my lawyer contact you tomorrow to
discuss the p
Penalty?
Dorothy was stunned, âArenât you the one who wants to break the contract?â
Why would she have to pay a penalty? She hadnt even asked him for anything yell
âDid I say that?â
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âNo.â
But Everett was already hack together with Heather. Was he still planning to keep her, the substitute,
around?!
âSo, anything else you want to discuss?â Everett pushed the cut steak in front of her
Lifting his eyes to look at her
âNo.â
âThen have some food and get some rest early. Iâm tired todayâ
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