Inside the room, Quincy was even more surprised than Dorothy was.
"Ah? Jonathan, you must be kidding me!" Jonathan seemed to struggle for words before finally letting out a chuckle, "Well, my wife and I are planning a trip back to Elysian Country. Got some business to take care of, so I'll be counting on you to look after Everett! I trust your medical skills." "Don't worry, Mr. Lopez is out of the woods now. You may just go and handle your business!" "Alright." Knowing Jonathan was coming out, Dorothy quickly ducked into an empty room to avoid crossing paths with him.
Dorothy knocked on the door after he left.
"Ms. Sanchez, you're here." Quincy said, turning to fetch the ointment for her.
As she searched, she suddenly paused and cautiously asked, "How long have you been here?" Hopefully, she hadn't heard the conversation with Jonathan.
"Just got here." Dorothy didn't want Quincy to feel awkward. After all, she was always so kind and warm-hearted. It was clear that Quincy held no other intentions towards Everett.
And even if she did, Dorothy wasn't in any position to feel jealous or to push her away.
Everett had been seriously injured while saving her, and it was Quincy who had pulled him back from death.
Their families had been friends for many years and shared a deep bond.
Quincy indeed came from a well-to-do family, but she was not at all spoiled and lofty. Instead, she was any random girl with a gentle and approachable vibe.
Like now, she didn't hesitate to kneel down and apply the ointment to Dorothy's wounds.
She was just as professional as any hospital doctor, if not more attentive.
"Your wound isn't healing well; there's some infection. Thankfully, your X-rays don't show any major issues. You should try getting rid of the wheelchair and walking around a bit to get some exercise." "Okay." Dorothy nodded and then softly asked, "Did Everett aggravate his injury just now?" "Did he tell you that?" "No." She had seen the fresh bandages with her own eyes.
Quincy hastily waved her hands. "Then don't ask me. I don't know anything; he told me not to say!" Dorothy sighed, "lI won't tell. I'm just concerned about his health." After all, he had just narrowly escaped death, and any mishap would worry her.
"Mr. Lopez is in great shape, and he's recovering quickly. Plus, you can rest easy; he's not in any danger now." "That's good to hear. I'm relieved." Having received the answer she sought, Dorothy was about to return to her room.
But Quincy suddenly called out to her, "Ms. Sanchez." "Yes?" "I want to ask you a question.” She nodded earnestly, "Go ahead." Quincy hesitated a bit before awkwardly asking, "Do you love Mr. Lopez? I don't mean anything by it. Just curious, with a man who would risk his life for you, do you love him as deep?” Quincy, who had never been in love, was genuinely curious.
But Dorothy just smiled, offering no answer.
She always remembered her time was limited. When the time was up, she'd have to vanish from Everett's life. It didn’t matter whether she loved him.
"When you meet someone like that, you'll know." Quincy sighed softly, wrestling with her thoughts before speaking, "Ms. Sanchez, to be honest, I feel like Mr. Lopez loves you more deeply.” "You're right about that."
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