chapter380

Kevin just watched her, as if trying to discern the truth in her words. But the fact that she had shown up today meant she still cared about Everett. Moreover, from their past interactions, Kevin believed she wasn’t heartless.

“So, you’re suggesting that Mr. Lopez’s mother has been...!”

“Kevin, without evidence, I can’t say anything more, and you shouldn’t ask further. After I leave Eldornia City early tomorrow, I’ll be leaving the country and never coming back. You don’t have to worry about me causing any more trouble. Whether you believe it or not, all I want is for him to be happy.”

Considering how earnest Everett was about love, he deserved a full-fledged relationship and true happiness. After saying that, Dorothy turned to leave.

Watching her retreating figure, Kevin suddenly shouted, “Ms. Sanchez!”

Dorothy paused and turned around. “What’s wrong?”

Kevin jogged to catch up with her. “Mr. Lopez got drunk today. I’ve been taking care of him.”

“He was drinking?”

“Yes, I’ve never seen Mr. Lopez so drunk that he couldn't even stand up straight.”

Upon hearing that he was drunk, Dorothy had only one thought in her mind. “Kevin, I...”

“The door code is C225. Off you go. I may not know exactly what’s going on between you two, but I still believe you’re a good person. Perhaps you’re just caught in a difficult dilemma.” Kevin could see the love in Dorothy’s eyes—it was something she couldn’t fake. If they couldn’t be together, then these fleeting moments of companionship were valuable for them both.

Dorothy’s eyes reddened instantly. She didn’t want to cry in front of others, so she quickly wiped her tears and said, “Thank you! I’ll just take a quick look... I won't let him know I was there.”

“Ah, I’m not worried about him finding out. I’m worried that when he wakes up from this dream, he’ll be even more upset.” Kevin sighed, then turned back to his car. “Ms. Sanchez, Mr. Lopez truly loves you. As a fellow man, I can’t promise I’d ever love someone as passionately as he does.”

“I know.” She knew it all. That’s why it was so painful.

Watching Kevin’s car leave, Dorothy slowly made her way to the door of Bay Residence. With every digit of the door code she pressed, her tears fell uncontrollably. This must be her last time entering his world.

Dorothy didn’t dare make a sound, so she tiptoed in barefoot. The house was the same as before—clean and neat with a simple, elegant style. Carefully making her way to Everett’s bedroom, she opened the door and saw a pair of black slippers on the floor.

The man on the bed was fast asleep, but his eyebrows were knitted together and his lips were tightly pursed. It seemed his dream was not a pleasant one. Dorothy walked over, softly touched his forehead, and gently stroked his hair.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those harsh words. I’m so sorry.”

As if hearing someone speak, Everett stirred, turning from lying flat on his back to his side. His silk pajamas slipped slightly from his shoulder. Dorothy instinctively looked over. The area that used to be marked with numbers had now healed, showing no sign of a tattoo, but next to it, there were a few barely noticeable marks—remnants of a past filled with passion and pain. They were deep memories that had taken a long time to fade, etched not just on his skin, but in their shared history.