Chapter 944

From the moment the doctor announced the baby's arrival, Dorothy’s eyes were brimming with

tears. Everett gently wiped them away several times before finally warning her that if she didn’t stop

crying, he’d take her home. That seemed to do the trick, at least for the moment.

Jeffrey and Karen exchanged a flurry of words until the doctor came to check on her. Only then did

Jeffrey step away from the bedside, allowing Dorothy to lean in.

“Karen, you’re such a trooper! Congratulations, you’re officially a trio now.” she said.

“Yeah… childbirth is brutal, Dorothy… I don’t think I can go through this again…”

Dorothy offered a wry smile, “Jeffrey just said the same thing.”

“That’s right! Once all this is over, I’m getting a vasectomy!” Jeffrey chimed in, only to receive a

sharp look from Karen.

There he goes again, speaking his mind with elders around.

Their conversation continued, with Kenneth standing quietly in a corner of the room and watching

the family’s joyful reunion.

Suddenly, he felt someone approaching him.

Looking up, he saw Everett.

“Were you the one with Dorothy when she went into the delivery room?” he asked.

“Yes,” Kenneth nodded, his response void of any boastfulness, simply answering Everett’s direct

question.

“It was quite critical then, wasn’t it?”

“Dorothy’s situation was far more dire.” Kenneth’s eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled the tense

moments, “The doctor had to come out to call the family several times, issuing multiple critical

condition notices. I could see the blood on the doctor’s clothes. That was Dorothy’s blood.”

The fear he experienced then was indescribable. He wanted to collapse just like Jeffrey did

moments ago. But he couldn’t afford to.

Outside the delivery room, it was just him and Karen. If he faltered, Karen would be utterly helpless.

Just hearing Kenneth’s account was enough for Everett to picture those harrowing moments.

What was he doing at that time?

After a long silence, Everett asked softly, “Got a cigarette?”

“You want to smoke?” Kenneth asked instinctively before immediately realizing the redundancy of

his question. He patted his pocket and handed one over.

Everett took it, then stepped out of the room with Kenneth following.

“They’ll be talking for a while longer. I’d just be in the way there.” Kenneth explained, uncertain if

Everett was listening.

The two of them, one after the other, made their way to the hospital’s outdoor corridor. Everett lit the

cigarette and then passed it back to Kenneth.

Hesitantly, Kenneth accepted it, “Is… Dorothy facing some trouble again?”

Kenneth noticed something was off with Everett.

Without a response, Kenneth felt more certain of his suspicion.

“What’s wrong? Tell me!” he exclaimed.

“Do you think things would be different now if I had never agreed to the divorce years ago?” Everett

took a drag, his eyes downcast, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

In a moment of impulsiveness, he had agreed to the divorce and let Dorothy go. That decision

made him miss the births of his children and left Dorothy to endure hardships alone.

Now, by holding onto his pride, he wasn’t there to protect her, allowing Quincy to scheme against

her. Though it was due to her momentary lapse in judgment, ultimately, if he had been there, Quincy

wouldn’t have targeted her. He knew that Dorothy’s trust in Quincy and her guard down enough to

drink what was offered were all because Quincy had once saved him.