The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 562

Dorothy furrowed her brow slightly, finding Everett's imperious tone a bit too much to handle.

But upon reflection, his words weren't an exaggeration. Who would dare cross the Lopezes? When a Lopez scion spoke, it was as good as law.

"Wait a sec... you didn't ask the teacher to seat us together, did you?"

His lips curled in a secretive smile, "That’s for me to know."

She scoffed.

In one smooth motion, Everett swept her up from her chair.

Dorothy yelped in surprise, "Put me down, quick! You can’t stretch the wound!"

"A stretch more or less won't make a difference now," he said. His arms were flexing as he held her, and the muscle tone was all too apparent. Coupled with the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, he looked every bit the cultured gentleman, yet his physique screamed of a suit-clad ruffian.

"Hold on for a sec, I need to change," he told her, placing Dorothy on the bed before standing up to change out of his business attire.

As he had just come from a meeting, Everett had been wearing a suit and tie. Now that the meeting was over, he could slip out of those symbols of corporate warfare.

As Dorothy watched him change, she was unsure where to rest her gaze.

It felt rude for a lady to stare so intently at a man undressing. But looking away felt negligent; she was afraid of he might accidentally touch his wound in the process.

Thankfully, he was quick. His long, articulate fingers buttoned up the silk pajama shirt one by one as he asked, "Are you still in pain?"

"Huh?"

"Your abdomen, does it still hurt?"

Realization dawned on her, and she buried herself deeper into the covers with burning cheeks.