Everett and Dorothy exchanged a glance—one puzzled, the other inquiring.
"What do you mean?" "Karen's got a boyfriend! He even picked her up from the airport and she’s also staying at his place tonight!" Jeffrey was fuming with an anger he couldn't dispel! "Did you just get back home?" He had left in such a hurry last time so no one knew if he had actually met Karen at the airport.
And now, all of a sudden, he even knew who had picked her up! "Yeah, I did. I, the idiot, got on that plane behind her, thinking we could have a civilized chat. Instead, she runs off with some other guy!" Jeffrey's tone was that of a man who'd had his wife stolen.
Dorothy, having heard enough, pieced together what had happened.
Where did Karen get a boyfriend? To be precise, she hadn't had one in years! For the past four or five years, she'd been helping out with little Abigail, occasionally taking some freelance design work, but it was always from home. She hadn't even a glimpse of a man in her life, not to mention a boyfriend.
"That was her cousin," Dorothy clarified, not wanting Karen to get a bad rap over a misunderstanding.
"What?" Jeffrey's voice pitched up in surprise, and it took him a moment to continue, "Everett! Are you on speaker again?" Dorothy snorted, "No one wants to eavesdrop on your conversation. I'm drying Everett's hair." "No, wait, what did you just say? Karen's cousin picked her up?" Dorothy ignored him and continued to focus on the task at hand.
Everett, seeing that she had no intention of playing matchmaker for Jeffrey and Karen, didn't want to disobey his wife's wishes.
So he cleared his throat lightly, "Uh, yeah, Kenneth called. He's picked up Karen." Silence fell on Jeffrey's end.
Everett was about to hang up when Jeffrey finally spoke up, "Everett, can you get Dorothy to give me Karen's number?" "Nope." "Are we not friends?" "Jeffrey, remember what I asked you at the hospital?" The line went dead again.
"Goodbye, if you're back in the country, come to the office tomorrow. Give Kevin a break." Everett disconnected the call outright.
Dorothy gave him a curious look, "What did you say to Jeffrey?" "I asked him if he was so interested in Karen, would he marry her?" Dorothy frowned, "Even if he would, she wouldn't marry a playboy like him." Everett chuckled softly, "He said he wouldn't marry her. Don't worry." "I'm telling you, don't meddle in Jeffrey and Karen's business! I know Karen, and if she wanted anything to do with Jeffrey, she would have given him her contact info herself." "Don't worry, I'm not into playing Cupid." Dorothy sighed heavily, a hint of concern in her voice.
"If Jeffrey doesn't want to marry Karen, then why is he chasing after her? No, I need to warn Karen to be careful.” Jeffrey was trouble—he was partying hard and living a hedonistic lifestyle, but completely oblivious to what love was.
Everett reached for her hand as he suddenly asked, "If I were like Jeffrey, would you still...?" "No," Dorothy answered bluntly. "I can't stand men like that." He was unbridled and reckless just like Maxton, who used their base desires as their compass.
To them, love was the most trivial thing. It didn’t deserve to be cherished. They even took pride in their infidelities, calling it charm and sophistication.
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