Karen couldn't stand it any longer and insisted on joining the cause!
She was utterly disgusted by those sleazy guys and their wandering hands. She wished she could personally teach them a lesson!
"Jeffrey, you've got to chip in too! We can't back down on a matter of principle!"
At Karen's command, what could Jeffrey possibly say?
"Of course, we'll contribute! If my wife says we're in, then we're in," he said, grinning as he sidled up to Karen, trying to butter her up. "Honey, how much do you think we should put in?"
Karen shot him a glare at first, then huffed.
"Let's see how committed Mr. Turner really is!"
"…Well, my commitment knows no bounds. Once we get back to Eldorria City, I'll sell all my properties and pour everything into the fund!"
Karen still glared at him, but she couldn't help but laugh the next second.
As they went from bickering to making up, Dorothy could only sigh.
Their dynamics were certainly unique, but it was causing others to worry!
Jeffrey continued to cajole Karen, while Everett approached, clapping his brother on the shoulder, "Maybe you should get that cut on your face looked at, huh?"
It did look pretty bad.
"No way!" Jeffrey immediately protested. "This is a love mark from my wife! How could I possibly get it treated? She'd be mad!"
Everett's comment made Dorothy take a closer look at Jeffrey's face.
And indeed, the "injuries" were severe.
"You should really get it checked out. Don't joke about this. If it gets infected, you could end up with scars."
"It's fine. I've already got a scar from a car accident before; a few more won't make a difference."
Karen also glanced over guiltily...
But if he did, Karen would only get angrier, possibly even harming the baby!
He knew what was more important.
"Alright, you two better head to the hospital, even if it's just for some disinfectant and ointment," Dorothy gave Karen a knowing look, signaling her to ease up.
After all, it would be a shame if Jeffrey's handsome face ended up scarred.
"Fine! I'll take him to the hospital, and we'll talk about the fund when we get back."
Dorothy watched them leave, then sighed and went to their room to pick up Felicity Miller to bring her to her own suite.
There was no helping it with such quirky parents.
"Mommy! Why does Felicity keep getting brought over here?" Abigail was curious, constantly asking questions.
Langston, tasked with reluctantly watching over Felicity Miller, would only come over when he had to; otherwise, his attention was glued to his computer.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires
Why didn't Jeffrey call Everett from the office? Lock his door instruct security to not let anyone in and speak to Everett on the phone? Or send him a text giving him a quick summary of what's up and that he's on his way over. That way when he runs into Heather on his way out he informs her Everett already knows....
The children's stories are si boring. This book is like torture. I've put in so much time I have to see this through but it's becoming more difficult....
Finish this already...
Why are you delaying the updates? You wait over a month just to give us 5 chapters?...
Again no updates in weeks, is this where the story ends?...
Can you please just post the whole book this is dragging out and no updates in weeks...
Felicity s hold grow up n relise that craving is playing n finish getting back together correctly with mile n get married and Abigail needs to grow up n stop being shelter by her parent n realize that the other women is lying n getting her to hpget a divorce with Craig, n Craig needs to be to pride to see what's really going on n stop being dumb...
This story is getting boring already. Just wrap it up 🙏...
Can you please convey this to the person who owns this website? Update “find me in your labyrinth” novel please...author is MIA since 12/4......
I don't agree with not letting him in. That just seems cruel and besides wasn't the whole point of getting pregnant again was for him to experience and travel the journey of pregnancy with her?...