Everett, fresh out of the shower, saw her sitting there and knitting her brows in deep thought.
He walked over while towel-drying his still dripping hair.
"Go to my room and grab the medicine from the table. The room code is 0825."
Dorothy immediately got up and nodded upon hearing his voice, "Sure thing, Mr. Lopez."
Since the Lopez Corporation had a stake in this hotel, the presidential suite where Everett stayed was exclusively his. So he became the one to set the code.
She went to get his medicine, and on the way back, she couldn't help but ponder.
His code hadn't changed, which meant his feelings for Heather probably hadn't either. Were they having another tiff?
Even though her original plan to break the contract might be down the drain, she found herself oddly relieved.
Dorothy was really messing with her own head.
On one hand, she was desperate to escape the emotional entanglement of Everett and Heather, to stop being someone's stand-in.
On the other hand, the thought of having no connection with Everett once the contract ended made her feel a pang of loss.
That's right, loss. The feeling was crystal clear.
She could fool others, but not herself.
Back in the room, Everett had already changed his clothes and waited for Dorothy to apply his medication.
She shuffled over slowly, trying her best to keep her eyes off his well-built physique.
"Did the doctor say it would leave a scar?" To avoid the awkward silence, Dorothy started a conversation.
"Didn't ask." Everett's thin lips moved slightly, "Do you mind?"
What did that have to do with me? She thought.
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