On the mention of Abigail and Langston, Dorothy finally settled her gaze with a different light sparked in her eyes.
“Abigail... she's okay, right?” “She's fine! Heather didn’t lay a finger on her. With Karen watching over her, she didn't even lose a hair!” “And what about Karen?” Kenneth thinned his lips and didn’t answer immediately.
Dorothy clenched her heart and grabbed his sleeve, urgent with worry, “Is Karen badly hurt? Did Heather do something to her?” At the thought of what Heather had done to herself, Dorothy was filled with instant terror! She feared that Karen had suffered those torments.
“She’s alright, better than alright! Her parents picked her up to take care of her,” Kenneth quickly reassured her, “You're the one who got the worst of it, Dorothy. Come back with me. Who knows how long you'll have to wait here?” Kenneth had rushed to the scene earlier. By the time he arrived, Everett was already deeply unconscious, being whisked away in an ambulance along with Heather.
He had headed inside the warehouse. Upon entering, the smell of blood hit him. Following the scent, he stumbled upon a huge pool of blood on the ground.
It was a sight that shook him to his core! Kenneth thought Everett hadn't made it.
Later on, it was only after he held back Kevin, who was dealing with the aftermath, that he learned which hospital Everett had been taken to.
Kenneth knew Dorothy would ask about him as soon as she woke up.
But as for Everett's condition, he knew it wasn’t good. Even if she stayed by the door all night, there might not be any news.
“Please, let me stay here to be with him,” Dorothy whispered weakly, “He's done so much for me. Let me do this.” Kenneth fell his gaze, realizing just how thin she had become since coming to Eldorria City, frail and gaunt.
Her collarbone was deeply recessed, and her vertebrae protruded starkly as she bowed her head.
“I never could say no to you.” Kenneth let out a heavy sigh and called a friend from the City Hospital to bring over a coat and some fever reducers.
Even if she wasn't going back for treatment, she needed to bring her fever down.
At this rate, she was going to faint right there.
Unable to sway her, Kenneth stayed by Dorothy, waiting through the night as it turned to day through the cessation of the torrential rain. Until he had smoked his way through an entire pack of cigarettes, they still got no news.
Finally, at seven in the morning, a person in a white lab coat emerged, opening the door.
The sight of Dorothy and Kenneth seemed to startle him.
“What are you two doing here?” Dorothy tried to speak, but her voice was as if lost, her lips moving without sound.
Thankfully, Kenneth was there. He stood up and approached, “Hello, I wanted to ask about the patient brought in yesterday, Everett. How is he doing?” The doctor blinked, recollecting, “Ah! The young heir of the wealthy Lopez family?” “That's the one!” “He's transferred overseas during the night!” The doctor glanced at Dorothy's pale face and continued, “His injuries were too severe and that stab wound was fatal! Pierced right through the chest, there was nothing more we could do.” Kenneth turned to support Dorothy, who was attempting to crawl to the doctor's feet, her voice raspy and barely audible.
“Which... country did he go to?” “I have no idea!” the doctor replied.
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