The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 467

Dorothy didn't hesitate for a second before hanging up and blocking the number.

She saw no reason to keep in touch with someone who had betrayed her.

Whether he wanted to explain or shirk responsibility, she had no interest in hearing it.

She hailed a cab and rushed to the address on her phone, only to discover that it was the private hospital owned by the wealthy Lopez family. The prospect of even getting through the front gate to see Everett was hard, let alone actually seeing him.

As Dorothy saw a car rolling out of the driveway, she quickly maneuvered her wheelchair to block its path, forcing the driver to slam on the brakes just shy of hitting her.

"Who are you?" asked the man stepping out of the vehicle, a doctor by the looks of his white coat. He was visibly shocked to see Dorothy blocking his way.

"I need to see Everett. Can you get me in?" she asked desperately.

"You want to see Mr. Lopez?" He raised an eyebrow, sizing up Dorothy skeptically before flatly denying her request. "I can't help you. This is a private hospital. Only Mr. Lopez himself can authorize your entry."

As he moved to leave, Dorothy stubbornly positioned her wheelchair in front of the car, signaling she wouldn't budge.

The doctor sighed, getting out of the car again. "Look, I'm bound by regulations. There's nothing I can do."

"Then can you at least tell me how Everett is doing? Is he... awake?"

"I can't disclose that!" he exclaimed, clearly anxious about revealing any information to a stranger who could potentially cause trouble for the Lopez family.

Dorothy quickly explained, "I'm Everett’s... ex-wife. He was injured trying to save me! You don't have to let me in; I just want to know how he is."

Ex-wife? The doctor had never heard about their young master being married before. "Miss, are you making things up? Mr. Lopez's only got a girlfriend named Heather. Never heard of any ex-wife."

Dorothy moved her wheelchair aside, watching as his car drove off, a faint smile finally gracing her face.

He was alive. That was all that mattered.

Suddenly, Dorothy heard someone calling her name. She spun around to find Amanda standing at the hospital entrance, glaring at her with unmistakable hostility.

"Dorothy?! What are you doing here?"

"I came to see Everett."

"And what do you think you are, trying to see my son?" Amanda's voice was shrill, dripping with scorn. "I haven't even settled the score with you, and here you are, showing up on your own accord! Well, Dorothy, you've really asked for it now."