The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 722

It was as if a single sentence had become an insurmountable chasm between two people. They could only look at each other, but they could never be together again.

"I understand now."

"Goodbye."

Karen lowered her head and walked away, not even sure where to go. She just waved for a taxi and got in.

She didn't dare to look back at Jeffrey as the cab pulled away.

"Where to, miss?" asked the cabbie.

"Just drive," Karen said. "Take a spin around the roundabout at Unity Avenue, then circle back here."

The driver glanced at Karen in the rear-view mirror, sighed, and stepped on the gas.

As they left the hospital entrance, that's when Karen's tears started to fall. One tear led to another until she couldn't hold them back anymore.

With no one else around, she allowed herself cry freely.

Seeing her distress, the cabbie handed her a tissue. "Here, wipe your tears."

"Thanks," she muttered, her breathing hitched with sobs.

The taxi drove on for over ten minutes, looping around the roundabout, then making its way back to City Hospital.

Jeffrey was gone. Karen even checked to see if his car was still there - it wasn't. He must have left.

Before she got out, the driver kindly offered her a few more tissues.

"Darling, don't cry over a guy. It's not worth it!"

"Okay, thank you," she said.

Karen took the tissues, turned around, and walked back to the maternity ward at City Hospital.

"Hi, I'd like to schedule an abortion surgery."

...

Kenneth had arranged a few reputable lawyers for Dorothy, thinking this time things would go smoothly.

She assumed he must be busy, perhaps with nothing left to say to her. But on her way out, she bumped into Quincy.

"He returned to Elysian Country," Quincy said. "Just left, went back to his parents. I'm leaving tomorrow myself."

"He left?" Dorothy asked, surprised.

"Yeah. Didn't he tell you?" Quincy looked puzzled.

Dorothy pursed her lips, feeling awkward no matter how she might respond.

Luckily, Quincy was quick to catch on to the unspoken tension.

After a moment of silence, Quincy said, "You've made your choice, no regrets."

"Yeah."

"Honestly, I envy you to have had Mr. Lopez's passionate love, but I also pity you, caught between such choices. Even I would struggle to decide."

Even without deep affections for her own parents, Quincy knew if they were murdered, she'd fight for justice too.