The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 789

Karen cocked her head, a look of pure curiosity plastered across her face.

"After all that's gone down, do you think Dorothy and Everett... can they still make it work?" she asked.

Jeffrey's hand paused on the steering wheel, his lips thinning, "That's a tough one to call."

"Why's it hard to say? It's just us here, so spill it! Nobody's here to judge," Karen grumbled, "Nobody's gonna blame you if you make a wrong guess."

Jeffrey mulled it over for a second, then let out a sigh. "I honestly don't know. But I'll bet my bottom dollar that Dorothy's the only gal for Everett, now and forever."

"You think he'll stay single for the rest of his life if they don't patch things up?" Karen was skeptical. "You do realize that's decades we're talking about, right? You think he can handle being a lone wolf that long?"

"When a guy's at his most fickle, it's typically in his teens and twenties. Everett rode solo through those years, so I have zero doubt he can stick it out. Plus, the older you get, the less you want to put up with anyone else's baloney."

Karen's eyes danced as she turned Jeffrey's face towards her, locking eyes with him.

"What about you? If we ever broke up—"

"Knock on wood! We're not breaking up! Relax, my folks are rooting for us. They're dying for someone to tame me, so no roadblocks there."

"Tsk!" Karen clicked her tongue. "I'm talking hypothetically!"

"There are no 'ifs' unless I kick the bucket."

...

Back at her place, Dorothy had finished her nightly routine and was sprawled on the bed, watching a video Everett had sent.

Abigail was always the giggly one, clutching her storybooks, entwining her brother in her little world, utterly content.

Langston, on the other hand, was all about his lessons. He was seemingly enthralled with Math class, heads down and tackling problems, but when it came to English or Geography, he was out like a light.

After watching the videos more times than she could count, Dorothy exited the app, but then, on a whim, she dived back in and typed a brief message.

[Busy?]

The reply came swiftly.