NovelEnglishDorothy barely noticed the flash of Everett's phone screen, giving it a subconscious glance but not really paying attention.
As a CEO, his days were typically swamped, and people constantly sought him out.
Lately, she couldn't help but think that Everett must have been putting off a lot of work because of her. The thought made her heart heavy, as if something was squeezing her throat, making it hard to breathe.
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Everything could just end.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Dorothy? Dorothy!" Karen's voice sharply pulled her back to reality.
Dorothy's body jerked, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
"What's up?" she tried to sound as normal as possible.
Karen pointed at Dorothy's purse. "Your phone's been ringing. Didn't you hear it?" Indeed, she hadn't noticed at all.
Pulling out her phone, she saw it was a call from Dr. Quincy.
Why would she suddenly reach out to her? Worried Karen might overhear something and get the wrong idea, Dorothy stood up to take the call a little away.
"Hello, Dr. Quincy." "I've been trying to reach you! I've been calling Mr. Lopez, no answer, and you weren't picking up either," Quincy's voice, even in a rush, was still gentle and soothing, like clear, calming waters, "Did Mr. Lopez see the rehab instructions I sent him?" Dorothy paused for a moment.
Thinking back to earlier, when Everett's phone screen lit up repeatedly, was it Quincy messaging him? "I'm not sure, you should wait for his reply," Dorothy couldn't confirm whether Everett saw the messages or not. Maybe she was overthinking it.
If it was...
She was quite surprised that Everett would actually use his personal account to add Quincy.
"Aren't you two together?" Quincy asked again.
"He's in the restroom." "Oh! That explains it. I asked him this morning, and he said he was taking care of you." Dorothy forced a smile. Catching a glimpse of Everett returning from the restroom, she spoke softly, "He should get back to you soon." "Okay, sure!" After hanging up, she returned to her seat.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDorothy was about to remind Everett to check his phone when Karen's conversation sidetracked her! By the tshe remembered again, Everett was already typing on his phone.
It wasn't that she meant to snoop, maybe just out of curiosity, she wanted to confirm her earlier thoughts. Pretending it was accidental, Dorothy glanced over.
It was indeed Quincy. She recognized the Whatprofile picture.
The next second, Everett suddenly looked up, their eyes meeting. Dorothy blinked, feeling the embarrassment of being caught.
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[Use warm compresses to improve Youcorner hamassaging blood circulation, start massaging increasing gently with with your other hand, increasing pressure gradually. It hurt, but you need to endure and overcit.] [During recovery, it's normal to occasionally feel numbness in the area where the tendon is healing due to nerve damage. It shouldn't last too long, but if it persists for more than two days, contact me.] Everett's response was succinct. Just one word.
[Okay.]
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