The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 903

Everett was absolutely wiped out when he finally drifted off to sleep.

After enduring a grueling series of flights, including layovers, then rushing straight to Dorothy only to get hurt for a couple of emergency surgeries that left him bleeding profusely, anyone's body would have reached its limit.

By the time Jeffrey and Dorothy arrived at the hospital, he hadn't yet woken up.

Jonathan had to leave, his wife had come down with the flu badly, leaving Quincy behind to look after Everett.

"When's he gonna wake up?" Jeffrey needed to be absolutely sure Everett was just sleeping, not passed out, before he could ease his worry.

"No telling, really. He'll wake up when he's had enough rest," Quincy replied. She wasn’t in her usual scrubs since this wasn't her hospital, but in a simple white tee and jeans, looking fresh-faced like she just graduated from college.

Dorothy, noticing Jeffrey's furrowed brow, gently suggested, "Why don't you head back? You've been out long enough, and Karen might start worrying."

"That's exactly what I'm worried about! But with Everett here..."

"I'll stay until he wakes up."

Jeffrey looked at her, paused for a few seconds, then nodded. "Alright, I'll head back then. I'll sort things out with Karen and come back. Call me if anything happens!"

"Will do."

As he hurried out of the hospital, Dorothy turned her attention back to Quincy.

"Dr. Quincy, you have something to say."

It wasn't a question.

"How'd you know?" Quincy was genuinely surprised.

"If it wasn't important, you wouldn't still be standing here." Even after Jeffrey had left, she hadn’t moved an inch.

"What is it? Is it about Everett?" Dorothy prodded.

Everett was still asleep on the bed, the room dimly lit to keep it soothing. Dorothy approached cautiously, not wanting to disturb him.

His breathing was steady, his torso bare, showing bandages stained with hints of medicine and blood.

Despite her efforts to be silent, he still slowly opened his eyes as she drew closer.

"Dorothy."

Everett's voice was raspy, parched.

Dorothy froze.

"Yeah, how did you... know it was me?"

He attempted a smile and said, "I just dreamed you were here. Am I still dreaming?"