“Why should I trust you?” “We could put it in writing, but let's face it, the Lopez family could make me disappear without a trace if they wanted to. Do you really think they'd be afraid of me breaking my word?” At that moment, Jonathan couldn't help but admire the spunk of this young woman.
Despite her injuries, she had wheeled herself all the way to Swevia Country in search of Everett. Their love was undeniable, so much so that even Jonathan, despite his reluctance, felt moved.
“Alright, no need for paperwork. I believe you.” He glanced at Dorothy, “Your leg... I can have a doctor look at it, if you want.” “I want to see Everett first.” Her leg was the least of her worries. She hadn't come all this way just to seek medical treatment.
Jonathan held her gaze for a moment before slowly nodding, “Okay, come with me.” The room was vast, and the smell of disinfectant hung thick in the air.
Monitors beeped intermittently around the room.
At the center, Everett lay on the bed, as still as if he were asleep.
Dorothy moved her wheelchair up to his bedside, her heart aching at the sight of the tubes running in and out of his body. She wished she could take his place and bear the pain for him.
She had never seen Everett like this before. His features were still sharp and well-defined, but his lips were pale, and his usual haughty, proud demeanor was nowhere to be seen. It was hard to associate this fragile figure with the decisive and dynamic CEO of the Lopez Corporation.
Trembling, Dorothy reached out to touch his face.
The doctor intervened promptly, “You can’t do that. He has open wounds; they could get infected. You can only look.” “Okay... okay! I'm sorry, I didn't know.” Dorothy quickly withdrew her hand, terrified of causing Everett any further harm.
A nurse entered the room, recording data on a clipboard before gently changing Everett's blood-soaked bandages for fresh ones.
Dorothy thought to herself that if Everett were awake, he would never allow another woman to touch him. His obsession with cleanliness was well-known.
Suddenly, the nurse lifted the gauze from his chest, revealing a series of numbers: 0825! Hadn't he had all his tattoos removed? She distinctly remembered him getting rid of them.
As the nurse continued to work, revealing not just the numbers but also a tiny "S", Dorothy's tears began to flow.
How could he be so foolish? She had told him during their divorce that she had fallen for someone else. How could he still be waiting for her? The nurse, mistaking Dorothy's tears as an expression of worry for Everett, came closer and spoke in a comforting tone, “Don’t worry, he's out of danger now. He just hasn't woken up yet.” Dorothy looked up, realizing the nurse was with delicate features that made her look soft and gentle. Her voice was equally soft and soothing.
It was she who had been attending to Everett.
“When will he wake up?” “We're not sure, but it should be soon.” The nurse's gaze also fell on Dorothy, pausing momentarily before she asked curiously, “Are you Dorothy, by any chance?” Dorothy was taken aback, “Yes, how did you know?” “When he was semi-conscious, he kept calling out your name! I figured that must be someone very important to him.”
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