Novel Square
Chapter 1107
"Let's just drop it, okay? You take care of Mr. Lopez. I'll have someone pick up the kids. Don't worry about it."
"... Taking care of him, that's not right, is it?"
"Come on, Mr. Lopez is out cold right now. What's there to be right or wrong about? Ms. Sanchez, no matter what's going on between you two, you're still the parents of those kids!" Dorothy had to admit, Kevin had a way with words.
Indeed.
If something happened to Everett, Abigail and Langston would be devastated.
"Alright, I'll stay."
Just as Dorothy finished speaking, a doctor emerged from the emergency room.
Kevin and Dorothy approached him together, "Doctor, how's Everett doing?"
"Well, we're not quite sure what's causing his condition. We've run numerous tests and haven't pinpointed the problem," the doctor appeared just as puzzled, "We're guessing it might be... some sort of psychological issue, causing him to have hallucinations."
Psychological?
Dorothy looked at Kevin.
He shook his head, "I haven't noticed anything! Mr. Lopez seemed... pretty normal to me."
"You better go find Quincy."
Dorothy was serious.
After all, from what the doctor said, they couldn't figure out what was wrong with Everett.
Kevin paused for a moment, then sighed.
"Alright, I'll get in touch."
Since they couldn't diagnose the issue, Everett was moved from the emergency room to a ward. Kevin said he'd call Quincy and then went to pick up Abigail and Langston, so he didn't come back. Thus, in the ward, it was just Dorothy and Everett.
He lay there with his eyes tightly shut, as if asleep, but his complexion looked terrible.
Multiple times, Dorothy reached out, wanting to touch his face, but ultimately withdrew her hand...
What difference would one touch make.
He wasn't hers anymore.
"Don't be afraid..."
Everett suddenly spoke, uttering just that phrase. Dorothy frowned, "Afraid of what?"
"I won't let you die..."
"Who's
his forehead suddenly creased tightly, as if he was
in "Dorothy watched a
as if he was experiencing immense pain. Content pain.
Instinctively, her hand resting by the bed quickly grasped Everett's.
"Wake up! You're dreaming, it's not real!"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
But
his expression becoming
infused to open his eyes,
increasingly pained, and he even started to curl up.
"No... can't die..."
"You're having a nightmare! Everett, no one's dying, you're just dreaming."
Dorothy had no choice but to shake him gently.
Finally, Everett slowly opened his eyes, looking towards Dorothy.
"You..."
His voice was so hoarse it was almost breaking.
"It's me, you were dreaming, it's not real."
"Don't die..."
Dorothy sighed, feeling he hadn't fully awakened yet.
"I'm not dead, Everett. Those were all nightmares! I'm very much alive."
Before she could finish, she was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace by Everett.
So tight, she could barely breathe!
"Everett? Ease up a bit..."
"Don't be afraid, I'll save you."
"Okay, okay, I get it, but you need to let me go first." Dorothy felt he might still be caught in his dream, perhaps not even speaking to her directly.
But the next second, when she looked at Everett, she saw his eyes were teary.
He was crying.
That tear just barely hanging at the edge of his eyes.