Dorothy didnât hesitate for a second before hanging up and blocking the number.
She saw no reason to keep in touch with someone who had betrayed her
Whether he wanted to explain or shirk responsibility she had no interest in hearing it
She hailed a cab and rushed to the address on her phene, only to discover that it was the private
hospital owned by the wealthy Lopez family. The prospect of even getting through the front gate to see
Everett was hard, let alone actually seeing him
As Dorothy saw a car rolling out of the driveway, she quickly maneuvered her wheelcha to block its
path, forcing the driver to slam on the brakes just shy of hitting her.
âWho are you?â asked the man stepping out of the vehicle, a doctor by the looks of his white coat. He
was visibly shocked to see Dorothy blocking his way.
âI need to see Everett Can you get me in?â she asked desperately.
âYou want to see Mr. Lopez?â He raised an eyebrow, sizing up Dorothy skeptically before flaily denying
her request. âI canât help you. This is a private hospital. Only Mr. Lopez himself can authorize your entry
As he moved to leave. Dorothy stubbornly positiered her wheelchair in front of the car, signaling she
wouldnât budge.
The doctor sighed, getting out of the car again. Look, Iâm bound by regulations. Theres nothing I can
doâ
âThen can you at least tell me how Everett is doing?s he⦠awake?â
âI canât disclose the! he exclaimed, clearly anxious about revealing any information to a stranger who
could potentially cause trouble for the Lopez family.
Dorothy quickly explained âTim Everetts⦠ewle. He was injured trying to sove me! You donât have to let
me in: I just want to know how heâisâ
Exâwife? The doctor had never heard about their young master being married before. âMiss, are you
making things up? Mr. Lopezâs only got a girlfriend named Heather, Never heard of any exâwife.â
Dorothy knew that the Lopez family and the circle wouldnât be aware of her, Amanda would never have
mentioned her to anyone. For a prestigious family like the Loperes, marrying a commoner would be
gossip fudde
She had always been aware of the vast gulf between herself and Everett, it was never just a simple
matter of a CFO and his assistant. âJust go, please. Dont make this harder for meâ the doctor pleaded
âCan you at least tell me if heâs alive? Dorothy persisted, desperate for any information.
She had chased him all the way here without thinking of the outcomes, Even if the Lopez family
decided to chase her off, she wouldnât leave = not without trying.
âOf course Mr. Lopez is alive!â he blurted out before covering his mouth in shock. âI didnât say
anything!â
Knowing that Everett was still alive provided Dorothy with a small sense of relief.
She didnât mean to cause trouble for the doctor âDonât worry I wonât tell anyone. Itâs not like we know
each other.â
Dorothy moved her wheelchair aside, watching as his car drove all, a faint smile finally gracing her
face.
He was alive. That was all that mattered.
Suddenly, Dorothy heard someone calling with unmistakable hosty.
âDorothy? What are you doing here?â
âI came to sey Evereltâ
her name. She spun around to find Amanda standing at the hospital entrance, glaring at her
âAnd what do you think you an, trying to see my son?â Amandaâs voice was shall, dripping with scom. âI
havenât even settled the score with you, and here you are, showing up on your own accord! Well,
Dorothy, youâve really asked for it now
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