The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett's tone was dead serious, not a hint of room for negotiation in his voice.

That actually made Dorothy feel a bit guilty...

She hadn't thought it all through.

She just figured since Abigail and Langston hardly ever used the playroom, crammed as it was with toys, and with classes from Monday to Saturday, they barely had a chance to play with them anyway. "So... what do you think we should do? We can do away with the guest bedroom, hardly anyone visits Bay Residence anyway."

At most, it was just Jeffrey and Karen coming over.

And they would leave by nightfall!

Everett, with his obsession for cleanliness, always disliked having others in his space.

"We still need the guest room." Sometimes, to avoid disturbing her, Everett would retreat there to work or have meetings when Dorothy was asleep, coming back only when he was done.

Without it, moving his work to the living room could disturb Dorothy and the kids.

"Then..." Dorothy was at a loss.

Everett sat on the edge of the bed, whispering, "I'm thinking of buying the property behind us, merging the two houses. That way, we'll have plenty of rooms! We can clear out the living room there just for the kids to play."

Even after all this time with Everett, Dorothy still wasn't used to his way of spending money.

Just because of one more baby! Bay Residence was already so spacious, and yet, it couldn't accommodate? Needing to buy another house?

"When we start the renovation, we'll move to another place for a while. I've calculated it all; it should be just right after you've had the baby and left the postpartum care center, the work here would be finished." Everett had thought it all through while showering.

Dorothy sighed, "If you've already decided, why ask me?"

"Because things are different now! After the registration, you're my wife, our home's finances are yours too. If I want to buy something, naturally, I need my partner's consent.

"..." Dorothy knew he wasn't joking, but she still felt like laughing, "You earned this money, you have every right to it! My opinion doesn't really matter."

Everett frowned slightly, holding Dorothy's wrist.

"Your opinion always matters to me," he said slowly, "Dorothy, we're husband and wife now."

Truly husband and wife.

Of course, he felt he should share everything with her.

"So, does this mean I have to run my expenses by you too?" Dorothy just wanted to say, his wealth was still his, she didn't want it, nor did she want to manage it.

"You don't need to tell me about your expenses, but I do want to know if you're meeting with another man."

Everett pulled her into his embrace, gently caressing her belly.

"Dorothy, I've already scheduled everything."

She looked up, raising an eyebrow, "Scheduled what?"

"From the start of your third

trimester, I'll gradually hand over my work to others, canceling all travel obligations. That way, if all goes well, by the time you're about to give birth, I'll be completely free, just to be with you!"

Everett's voice was soft, as if afraid voice

to disturb the child within her, "And if

the baby decides to come out early, can drop everything at a moment's notice, ensuring I won't miss you going into labor because of work."