The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1139

"Seriously?" Everett hesitated, suddenly feeling like he'd shown too many of his cards, which left him a bit embarrassed.

After all that firm insistence on breaking up, after all the harsh words exchanged, he hadn't even changed the password.

"Either it is or it isn't, why the hesitation? Forgot it already?"

Dorothy just had to tilt her head up, locking eyes with him.

Left with no choice, Everett caved and told the truth.

"Didn't change it."

"If you did—"

The moment Dorothy spoke, Everett's gaze froze, as if waiting for her to continue.

She suddenly broke into a smile, her eyes crinkling with mischief, "Then I'd just change it back."

"..."

"Besides, Bay Residence is my turf, I'm the one who gets to decide on the passwords."

Everett was mesmerized by her smile, so much that he forgot to look away for a moment.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, finally saying, "Bay Residence is yours."

That place held all their cherished memories, and he wouldn't allow anyone else to step foot in it.

...

Everett wanted to call off work to help her move, but Dorothy refused.

She said, "You go handle your business, don't put off anything on my account! I want to see if I can stand on my own two feet."

Eventually, Dorothy's firm stance meant Everett went off to work.

But not before he dropped Abigail and Langston off at school.

Back home, Dorothy was repacking things she'd just organized.

Unlike when she first moved in, she even felt like humming a tune.

When her phone rang, Dorothy was folding clothes.

She hadn't left Eldorria City; that was all Everett's doing.

"It's nothing, really. Everett just suggested I think more about the kids. I realized I've been quite selfish, not considering their feelings. Now, I think it's time to put them first."

"Is that the only reason?"

"Yeah." Dorothy, placing neatly folded clothes into a suitcase with one hand, asked, "Did you call for something specific?"

Karen paused for a few seconds, seemingly hesitant.

"Well, it's not a big deal! Just wanted to say, don't worry about Everett possibly being terminally ill. I asked Jeffrey, he confirmed it's not true."

Dorothy laughed, "Yeah, I know! He's not ill."

"You know?"

"Of course! Quincy told me, he's fine," Dorothy said softly, "She said she's going to marry Everett, wouldn't let him die, so no need for his ex to worry."

"That witch Quincy!" Karen couldn't help but itch at the mention of her name.