The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 887

Dorothy grabbed the phone with a sense of dread. Her mind seemed to freeze over. The number on the screen belonged to no one but Everett.

"What... what did I say?" she stammered.

"You kinda slurred that you'd had one too many, and asked him to pick you up!" the young man reminded her.

Dorothy's fingertips twitched, "And then?"

"And then?" he paused, looking puzzled. "That's it. He didn't say anything else, and you just handed the phone back to me."

"He... didn't try to contact you again?"

He shook his head, "Nope."

"Okay."

So, he really didn't want anything to do with her anymore.

But that wasn't surprising.

Everett was also a man with pride.

But suddenly, Dorothy found the whole drunken episode rather comical, yet utterly pathetic. She had insisted on reaching out to Everett; she had to use someone else's phone even when her number was blocked! Nevertheless, he had clearly shown enough signs of wanting to keep his distance!

What if Everett had already moved on and found someone new? Was she unintentionally messing up his love life?

"You still hung up on your ex-boyfriend?" the young man inquired, observing the myriad of expressions crossing Dorothy's face and also finding himself somewhat intrigued by this man who had won her heart.

"He's not my ex-boyfriend."

As soon as Dorothy spoke, the young man looked taken aback.

"So you two are..."

"He's my ex-husband," she said with a forced smile. "So, little boy, don't waste your time on me. Go find someone your own age to hang out with!"

The man was left speechless.

Dorothy deleted Everett's number from the phone and handed it back, "Thanks for letting me borrow your phone last night. Goodbye."

Once she locked the door and turned off her phone—no, actually, even if she left it on, it wouldn't matter since she was already blocked—she wouldn't be able to disturb Everett again.

She was just pushing a shopping cart into the grocery store when her friend Karen called.

"Dorothy, you home yet?"

"Not yet, I'm at the store picking up a few things before I head back."

"Oh! I was wondering why you hadn't checked in."

Dorothy laughed helplessly, "You should be sleeping! You were yawning up a storm when I left. Remember, you're pregnant."

"Don't worry, I'll head to bed as soon as I know you're safe in your apartment! Can't help worrying about you, you know. It's not safe for a beauty like you to walk the streets alone."

"Stop it!" As they bantered, Dorothy tossed a few bottles of beer into her cart.

After a moment's thought, she also grabbed a bottle of vodka. Just in case the beer wasn't enough to drown her sorrows, the vodka would surely give her the extra kick she needed.