"When you were at East Star Enterprises and leading the project for Everglow City Resort, I thought you did a great job." Dorothy grunted, "That was all Austin's show; I was just his sidekick, mainly supervising! For each project in the Lopez Corporation, its budget was an astronomical number. I don’t dare to lead any of them." "You'll have to step up eventually.” "Huh?" Everett leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "The CEO's wife of the Lopez Corporation has to have the ability to stand on her own two feet, right?" CEO's wife...

Those words sounded like a cruel joke to Dorothy.

That ship had sailed for her.

"I'm not the one." Everett's face darkened in an instant, his gaze fixed on her, "So you're not planning on registering our marriage after going back home?" Dorothy shifted her gaze guiltily, "Let's focus on your recovery first. Those things aren't important.” "How can they not be important?" Everett had noticed that recently, whenever such topics arose, Dorothy either changed the subject or dodged the question — she never really wanted to talk about it.

"Do you want Abigail and Langston to keep growing up in a broken home?" he asked.

"It's pretty solid, isn't it? Now they even have a dad." Dorothy feigned ignorance.

"Dorothy, look at me." It was a cold command from Everett.

But Dorothy shrank back; she even stood up and stepped farther away, "I'm going to find Dr. Quincy to change your dressing.

Rest a bit; we'll talk when I get back!" She bolted as if Everett might chase after her.

Once the door was closed behind her, Dorothy leaned against it, gasping for breath.

That was close, too close! But always avoiding the issue like this could only work so many times, and she knew it would get harder to escape! Dorothy didn't want to give Everett false hope, and didn't want to plan a future that was never going to happen. If things changed, he'd be too disappointed.

She knew the taste of waking from a beautiful dream all too well. It was bitter.

The next morning, Karen was woken by the playful noise of Abigail and Langston outside.

With her hair all over the place, she shuffled out, stretching.

"Why are you guys up so early?" "Aunt Karen, it's you who slept in!" Abigail chirped as she ran over, clutching the candy Kenneth had bought her the day before.

Langston, with his laptop in his arms, glanced at her from the couch, "Aunt Karen, if you're not diligent, you'll never get married!" "Pfft! Stinky Langston. See if I don't snatch that laptop away!" Karen threatened as she moved towards him.

Langston hugged his laptop and scampered off in a panic.

Kenneth came out of the kitchen just in time to see the commotion.

"Alright! Breakfast is ready." He poured milk for everyone and divided the toast and fried eggs.

Karen quickly dashed back to her room to wash her face, then came out smiling at Kenneth, "Brother, you're the best!" "Eat up. I'll drive you to your mom and dad's afterward.” "Aren't you coming with me?" Kenneth took a seat, "I would have, but there's a glitch with a school project. I need to fix it and send it over from my computer.

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At the curb, Karen waved non-stop, beaming, "Drive safe!” "Mhm, head up now!" Watching Kenneth's car drive away, Karen turned to go inside when her eyes caught a flashy sports car parked in the complex — definitely a new sight in the neighborhood.

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