NovelEnglishEverett's voice was raspy and weak, yet his gaze remained sharp and imposing.
Startled, Heather withdrew her hand immediately.
"I... I just wanted to check your forehead and see if you have a fever." "No need." Everett's voice bore an insurmountable detachment. It was even tinged with a hint of desolation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen he first opened his eyes moments ago, he thought the female figure before him was Dorothy. He had thought she still couldn't bear to leave him.
But when Everett strained his eyes to see and realized that it was Heather, the disappointment and the icy chill of dejection swept over him.
"I heard you drank yourself into the hospital. | was terrified, Everett! If not for others, think about your parents! The whole of Lopez Corporation is waiting for you, yet you're sacrificing it all for a woman, just... just like that?" As Heather spoke, her eyes welled up.
She felt a mix of heartache, indignation, and resentment.
She was so envious of Dorothy.
Why did Dorothy always have what she longed for? What made Dorothy so much better than her to be so cherished by Everett? "That's none of your business." "Everett! Wake up! Dorothy doesn't love you!" Heather's voice trembled. "In this world, no one cares about you more than | do! | was willing to play your pretend girlfriend for your mother's sake. | was willing to take the blame for framing Dorothy. | was even willing to leave the Lopez Corporation, where I've worked so hard, all to alleviate your troubles so you wouldn't be distressed. But what has Dorothy done besides causing you grief and trouble? What can she do?" "Shut up. You're not one to judge Dorothy." Even in this state, Everett couldn't stand to hear a bad word about Dorothy.
Outside, Jeffrey heard their voices and quickly entered. "Uh, Heather, didn't you have something to do? | can take care of Everett. You go handle your business." The underlying meaning in his tone was clear. He wanted her to leave.
Heather understood the implications.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRealizing she might have been a bit too emotional and aggressive, she forced a sigh of resignation. "I've said all I've had to say.
Dorothy's leaving this time isn't our fault; it's her own choice. Everett, | hope you pull yourself together." Everett remained unmoved. He didn’t even spare her a glance.
Reluctantly, Heather got up. "I do have some work to do, so I'll be going. Jeffrey, take good care of him and call me if anything happens." "Sure! I'll walk you out." "No need. | can manage." With a lingering gaze at Everett, Heather finally walked out of the room in her high heels.
Jeffrey was somewhat scared of how Everett would reprimand him for calling Heather, but the moment Everett opened his mouth, he said, "Dorothy... she came, didn't she?" In his dream, he clearly saw Dorothy come. She sat beside him, wearing a white dress, just as she did when he first saw her walk through the classroom door.
She looked worried and pained, promising she wouldn't leave. She said everything before was just a joke and that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
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