The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 453

Heather showed no mercy, intending to kill Everett.

With brutal force, she plunged the knife deep, gripping it with both hands to drive it further. Blood instantly soaked through his suit and stained his crisp white shirt.

Everett had chosen that outfit with care that morning, knowing he would wake up to the sight of Dorothy.

"If you want to kill me for Dorothy, fine. I'm not afraid to die. Everett, you're coming with me. We'll die together, never to be parted!"

"No, Everett!" Dorothy reached out, but her vision blurred uncontrollably.

As consciousness faded, she faintly heard Heather's wild cackle and Everett's deep, hoarse voice, saying, "Forget about me, save her first."

Dorothy seemed to be plummeting into an abyss.

Her body was suspended, endlessly falling.

She saw her mother drifting further away until she vanished. She also saw Kenneth, Karen, Langston, and Abigail all waving goodbye before they too disappeared into nothingness.

Dorothy struggled to reach out to them but couldn't even control her body.

Suddenly, the world began to spin, and a violent nausea swept over her. She hurriedly opened her eyes and turned her head, retching up a mess of slime and vomit.

"She's awake, she's awake! Get the doctor, quick!"

Kenneth's excited voice was in her ears, followed by a flurry of footsteps approaching.

Dorothy was blank in mind, save for the relentless vomiting. Eventually, nothing came up but dry heaves, as if she wished to expel her very insides.

"What's happening to her, Doctor?"

She had watched, helplessly, as that long, sharp dagger was thrust into Everett.

"Please, Kenneth... take me to him. I need to see him."

"You can't see him anymore! Everett's gone!"

Dorothy was dumbfounded, with her body turning rigid. Her eyes were unfocused as if she'd gone blind. "You're lying, you're lying to me!"

"I'm not lying. After everything happened, the Lopez family came and took both Everett and Heather away. I couldn't find out anything about him!"

Dorothy blinked, her throat raw as if razors were slicing through it.

"So, he's not dead... right? He's not dead, just taken away?"