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"I... I have no idea what you're talking about!" Dorothy stammered, her gaze darting away from Everett's intense scrutiny.
Everett leaned in, his handsome face inches away from hers. "Then what exactly do you mean by "nibbling and biting'?" Trying to feign composure, Dorothy averted her eyes. "Mr. Lopez, surely your marriage isn't a celibate one. We're both adults here, so theres no need to play coy." "Heh." Everett's gaze lingered, and suddenly, he let out a chuckle. "You're blushing." Dorothy was at a loss for words.
Looking at the man before her, she felt as if she didn't recognize him anymore! Since when had Everett become such a rogue? "Come on, we've already got out of the car. Let's go inside and grab a bite to eat." Without waiting for her response, Everett walked off, leaving Dorothy no choice but to follow.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAll she could hope for was that Langston wouldn't make it too obvious when he saw her.
As the front door swung open, the first thing Dorothy saw was Langston sprawled on the couch, fiddling with his laptop, well aware that his "lunch" had arrived. Shuffling in his slippers toward the entrance, he was about to greet Everett when he caught sight of the two familiar figures.
Dorothy, spotting Langston, quickly shot him a warning glance.
Fortunately, Everett didn't linger in the hallway but strode straight to the kitchen, leaving Dorothy and Langston a moment alone.
But even then, Dorothy couldn't let her guard down.
"Hey there, kiddo." She crouched down and shook Langston's hand as if they were meeting for the first time.
Langston couldn't help but cringe at her act. It was comically awkward.
He glanced towards the kitchen and sighed, "Mom, you don't have to worry. We don't have any cameras in here." Smart as he was, Langston knew exactly what Dorothy was concerned about.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You sure?" Dorothy raised an eyebrow, her eyes scanning the surroundings.
She feared that Everett might have installed cameras just to test her.
"Trust me, if there were cameras, I'd know." Langston cocked his head, "Are you here to take me away?" "No, Everett brought me here on purpose to test my relationship with you." "Oh..." Langston's eyes twinkled with a scheme. "Then I'll just say | hate you and don't want you near me. He won't bring you here again." Dorothy thought it over and nodded, "Good idea!" But after a second thought, something didn't sit right with her. "Wait, you seem... really close to him!" Since she had walked into the Bay Residence, Dorothy hadn't sensed any hint of the supposed vengeance between Langston and Everett.
They seemed to get along quite well! Everett had even come home at noon to cook for Langston. And Langston didn't seem surprised at all, suggesting it wasn't a one-off but a regular occurrence.
Langston paused, then whispered sheepishly, "His cooking is so good! He also teaches me about computer networks! I've decided to postpone my revenge." Dorothy frowned in exasperation, "Langston, do you have any idea how worried we've been about you?" "Don't worry about me. Look, I'm doing great here!" Before Dorothy could say another word, Everett came out from the kitchen.
Caught off guard, Langston was the first to speak up. "I don't like her! Can you just make her leave?" Everett glanced over, wiping his hands on a dish towel, raising an eyebrow. "Langston, Auntie Dorothy is just here for a meal.” "Well, I don't want her here! If she stays, I'm not eating!" Langston had a flair for the tic, and his disgruntled demeanor was so convincing it seemed he might throw a tantrum at any second.