Dorothy suddenly realized that Dr. Quincy couldn't stop mentioning Mr. Lopez in their conversation.
Every mention was due to her illness, but the familiarity in their talks was a far cry from the alienation she felt back in the days of Swevia Country.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It seems he's really gotten to you. When he gets back from the office, I'll have a word with him and tell him not to bother you all the time." "He's just looking out for you. Seeing a loved one in pain and not being able to do anything about it is tough. I can understand Mr. Lopez's feelings! It's fine, I only check my phone when I'm free, and if I see a missed call from him, I just call back." Quincy's tone was polite and was also brought no arrogance that Heather had, making Dorothy feel a bit guilty for suspecting her.
Maybe it was the depression that made her overthink? Dorothy tried to curb her wandering thoughts and smiled, "I do have to thank you, though. Not just for my illness, but for you were Everett's lifesaver every the got hurt." "No need to thankon Mr. Lopez's behalf!" Quincy paused, "Strictly speaking, it's a transaction. I save him, and he has to givesomething I want in return. It's an even exchange." Dorothy kept thinking about Quincy's words even after they hung up.
What she wanted.
What could it be? It didn't sound like it was just about the salary the Lopez family offered her.
"Quincy, your father should have called you by now, right?" Jonathan had his reasons for hurrying Quincy. After all, the appeal for the court case hadn't been granted yet. If Dorothy could be swayed or regret her decisions before then, there was room for negotiation.
That would make his arrangement for Quincy even more meaningful.
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"Yeah, he told me," Quincy's voice was firm but not overbearing, "Don't worry, Jonathan, I'll do what I promised." "I trust you! But... it's been quite a while," Jonathan chuckled, "Look, the money gave to your m family was quick or else we couldn't have saved your father's situation! I'm in a tight spot now, and I can't wait much longer." Quincy was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "Givethree more days, and I'll get Mr. Lopez to agree to marry me." "Alright! I'll wait three more days." Jonathan wasn't worried about Quincy's family taking the money and not delivering. After all, if they dared to play games, they couldn't bear the consequences. Quincy knew this very well.
"Quincy, I'm really looking forward to you marrying into our Lopez family! You're much better than Dorothy in much every way. If Quincy didn't understand his intentions now, she would be really foolish.
Jonathan was just trying to protect his wife, which she understood. But if she couldn't persuade Dorothy, she would have to handle it her way. "Stop teasing me, Jonathan! Gust hope MiLopez doesn't tearto pieces when the tcomes." "I believe you've already prepared a way out if you already made a move! Your father, a smart man, must have a clever daughter." "Well, you could say that." A safetywas indeed in place. In this dangerous game, she just hoped to cout unscathed and not complicate matters further.