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Chapter 839
Chapter 839
Bella was everything to Dorothy. She was the last of her kin, her rock, the one person she had grown up with and relied on through thick and thin.
In the realm of family, Dorothy had no other choice. She had just this one blood tie.
Even if Bella wasn't the best at expressing herself, with more scolding than soothing, Dorothy knew every harsh word was rooted in love.
As for Maxton Sanchez, as far as Dorothy was concerned, he might as well have been six feet under.
But Everett was different. He was blessed with a father's love, a mother's favor, the support of friends who were like brothers, and the admiration of countless others...
Each of these bonds weighed heavily on him.
Dorothy couldn't bear to think of the pain Everett must feel, forcing his eyes shut and pushing aside the weight of these ties to help her out.
"The case hasn't gone to court yet; there's still a chance to turn things around! If you want revenge, Heather's life is yours for the taking! Even if you don't want it, I won't let her off the hook. As for Everett's mother… you just need to let go of the pursuit, and I'll handle the rest."
Jonathan had thought it through. He couldn't ask his son to say these things to Dorothy; it was something he had to do himself.
"But the one who asked for the injection was her, not Heather."
"That's because Everett's mother was kept in the dark! You know how manipulative Heather can be! She's constantly using favors to trap people, pretending to look out for Everett while convincing his
mother to take you out. Meanwhile, she's scheming to drag the whole Lopez family into her mess, thinking they'll be her shield if the truth comes out!"
If only Jonathan had the power to turn back time! He would have dealt with Heather first thing to stop her from causing any more chaos.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I can't agree," Dorothy said after a few seconds of silence, still unswayed. "I made a promise to my mom that I wouldn't let the person who killed her get away."
"But your mom's gone!"
"Does that mean a promise to the dead doesn't count?"
Jonathan frowned. "Think it over and get back to me; you don't have to decide right now. You know whether you're happy with Everett, whether it's been a good time. Think about him; think about your children. All it takes is for you to agree, and you can spend your life with him. Consider what's truly worthwhile."
He had said all he could.
That was why Jonathan didn't interfere with Dorothy and Everett getting tangled up again after he had come back from abroad.
A promise to the dead versus a lifetime of happiness; Jonathan believed Dorothy would make the right choice.
Of course, this was his last card to play...
Dorothy pulled her clothes around her, staying silent as she watched Jonathan's car drive away until it disappeared from her sight.
She stood there for a long time before slowly making her way back.
As she entered the room, she saw Everett about to rush out in search of her.
"Where have you been?"
"Just needed some fresh air, went for a walk," she lied, concealing her meeting with Jonathan.
"Why didn't you answer your phone? I was worried," Everett said, his expression anxious. His tone held a hint of reprimand, but it was laced with concern.
Suddenly, Dorothy reached out, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"You're too tall. Can you lower your head a bit?"
"Huh?" Everett was puzzled but complied. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
Seizing the moment, Dorothy pulled his neck down and planted a kiss on his lips!