NovelEnglishDorothy remained silent.
Quincy continued, "Don't go givingyour blessings or wishinga lifetof happiness with Mr. Lopez. Honestly, I'm not even sure he likes me." "Everett... he's a good man." "That's to you!" Quincy's usually gentle tone now carried an unmistakable hint of irritation and resentment. "Ms. Sanchez, Everett is a corporate CEO. You can't possibly think he's a saint, right? The business world may not be a battlefield, but it's full of cunning and chaos! To stand at the peak of power in that world, his methods must be beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Marrying Everett and being by his side means | have to be on my toes constantly. If the Lopez family takes a disliking to me, | can't even bear to think about the consequences! He loves you, and he can protect you, so naturally, you don't need to worry about these things. But he doesn't love me. If | marry into their family, all | can do is pray for peace." In marriages of business, how many are truly in love till old age? It's all just calculations.
As long as there's mutual benefit, the relationship lasts. Once the benefits disappear, so does the marriage. Even if they don't divorce, the couple has long been estranged, living their separate lives. And if there are children involved, they are the tragic next generation, doomed to repeat the cycle.
Quincy distanced herself from her family, avoiding business and finance, choosing medicine instead, all to escape this fate.
Yet, in the end, she finds herself about to be sacrificed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt's not that Everett isn't a good person; it's that his heart belongs to someone else, and she doesn't feel capable of taking Dorothy's place.
"Oh, right! You two have kids, don't you? Think about them, why don't you?" Dorothy didn't respond but stood up to leave.
Quincy was momentarily stunned, then followed.
"Ms. Sanchez! If you've made up your mind, | won't try to persuade you any longer! But if you ever regret this and want to return to Mr. Lopez, we'll be on opposite sides." Dorothy lowered her head but didn't look back, continuing to walk away.
Quincy frowned, her voice trailing off in a last-ditch attempt, "I'm not joking! I'll do everything to defend my marriage, Ms.
Sanchez!" A week later, Dorothy reached out to Ephraim.
"lI want to file for an appeal. Please helpwith that." "Sure! I'll get on it right away." "Thanks, and please let Everett know he doesn't need to file on my behalf. I'll handle it myself." Ephraim felt a bit awkward.
This was essentially laying bare the relationship between him and Everett, revealing that she knew whose side he was on all along.
After hanging up, Dorothy kicked aside a bottle at her feet, making room to stand up.
Leaving the hospital that day, she didn't return to Karen's apartment but checked into a hotel instead.
She thought, if she ever drank too much and got the courage to end it all, it couldn't be in Karen's house.
But a week passed, and she had to admit, Everett's threats were effective.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOutside, night had fallen.
Dorothy wrapped herself in a coat and headed to the hotel's rooftop.
The weather in Eldorria City hadn't been great recently, windy, with frequent storms. Today seemed like it might rain again soon.
Approaching the railing, she looked down.
Truth be told, the dizzying height of a hundred meters would make anyone's heart skip.
Dorothy's grip tightened as she suddenly envisioned her mother smiling and waving at her from below.
She said, just one leap, and everything would end.
Almost involuntarily, Dorothy's hands found themselves on the waist-high barrier.
The next second— She felt herself being pulled back by a strong force.
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