The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1132

After ending the call, both Abigail and Langston turned their gaze toward Dorothy.

"Mommy, is Daddy coming over soon?"

"Yes, he is."

Dorothy reached out to gently touch her daughter's hair.

Langston, standing aside, made a face. "Mommy, do you hate Daddy? Why were you so harsh on the phone with him?"

He was almost scared by her tone.

"Yes, I hate him."

"…"

Dorothy sighed deeply. "Let's head home."

...

When Everett arrived, Dorothy was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

She finished making dishes for Abigail and Langston before starting on her own.

Noticing his figure, Dorothy paused for a moment, then spoke up, "Wait in the dining room."

Everett half expected her to start questioning him the moment he walked in.

But now, she was actually asking him to wait for dinner... Was this... an invitation to stay for the meal?

"I'll help you."

He approached, extending a hand to assist Dorothy.

But she stopped him with a raised hand, keeping a distance between them, "I told you to sit down. If you don't want to, you can leave."

Everett's handsome face froze for a moment. Seeing her seriousness, he didn't dare to say more. Even as a CEO, he felt like a scolded child at this moment, nodding and quietly retreating from the kitchen.

Outside, Abigail and Langston were already seated, eating their meal.

He approached, lowering his voice to ask Langston, "What's up with your mom?"

Langston shook his head, "I don't know. She's been like this since she picked us up from school today."

"…Did she say anything to you?"

Before Langston could reply, Abigail quickly intervened.

"Mommy said she hates you!"

Everett's lips twitched slightly, his brows furrowing in thought.

"You."

She also sat down, facing Everett, then spoke softly, "Abigail and Langston, you two are almost done, go to your room."

Langston heard her but didn't move until he saw his dad nod; only then did he feel reassured to lead his sister away.

Now, only Everett and Dorothy were left in the dining room.

The atmosphere suddenly turned a bit eerie…

It was a strange feeling.

Dorothy's face was expressionless, just giving Everett a glance. "Let's eat."

"Aren't you supposed to discuss something with me?"

"Eat first, talk later."

Everett pursed his lips and slowly picked up the bowl in front of him.

He tasted a spoonful of the dish…

It was quite good, just a tad salty.