NovelEnglishThe moment Dorothy spoke, she clearly heard the sound of a glass falling on the other side of the line.
It must have shattered. The sound was sharp and crisp.
"You're going abroad?" The driver sounded genuinely surprised.
"Yes. | want to see the world. | want to get out and explore.” She had indeed been too consumed with work over the years. She was solely focused on making money and forgot to take a moment to appreciate life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe even neglected her cherished children. This thought alone made Dorothy feel guilty.
So, after resigning, she decided to spend some quality time abroad with her children to give them a taste of motherly love.
She didn’t want her kids to lack the same things she longed for in her childhood.
"Oh... that's great.” "Then let me recommend some great places to eat in Havenbrook City. You can check them out during your visit." "Sure." Dorothy chatted away, sharing everything she knew.
The driver listened attentively without interrupting. There was a moment when Dorothy thought he might have fallen asleep.
Finally, when she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, she said, "That's about it. If you forget anything, you can ask me on WhatsApp." "Okay, get some sleep. Goodnight." "Goodnight." After ending the call, Dorothy realized that she had inadvertently revealed her tiredness.
Could it be that he was suggesting she should sleep? The tone of his voice did not sound like that of a newly acquainted driver, but rather... an old friend? However, chatting with him was quite fun for Dorothy.
Having someone to listen to her felt great. It was a stress reliever, and she was also able to help him. She hit two birds with one stone.
After placing her phone down, Dorothy brushed her teeth and went to bed.
She had a dreamless night and was woken up by a call from Lane the following day.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Good morning! You're still asleep?" "I'm awake. What's up?" Dorothy sat up quickly and reached for her glasses on the nightstand.
She couldn't wear contacts while sleeping, and since she didn't have to go to work the next day, she dug out her glasses.
"Judging by your groggy voice, | can tell you just woke up. I'm sorry for calling this early, but | couldn't contain my excitement." He had waited until almost eight o'clock to call her.
"What happened? Is there a problem at the construction site?" "No! Get dressed and come downstairs. I'm outside the Dreamscape Hotel. You'll know once you come down." After stretching her back, Dorothy mumbled a response and hung up to freshen up and change.
Initially, she thought Lane was seeking her out because she hadn't given clear instructions about something. But when she came downstairs, she saw his tall figure standing in front of her car, holding a white pot.
It looked quite exquisite.
Dorothy approached. She was curious about what he was up to. "Lane, what's going on?" As soon as Lane saw her, he quickly handed her the pot and spoke with a voice filled with pride. "Here, this is the breakfast | made for you after learning how to cook all night!" Huh? He showed Dorothy the cuts and blisters on his hand. "Really, I'm not kidding! | made it myself. You said you couldn't stand the taste of takeout, so | decided to cook for you." Dorothy was taken aback. She hadn't expected this.
"Jeffrey told me that Everett used to make breakfast for you early in the morning.” Lane smiled as his eyes twinkled. "If Everett can do it, so can I."
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