Deep Love Hidden From Him

Although there was still no news of when she could return to the hospital, the job as a consultant for the medical drama eased Everleigh's worries.

While she still had the weekend free, she brought her two children around Ocpeace City. They visited the amusement park on Sunday. Before returning home, she bought two ice creams for Adrienne. On the way home, Adrienne held an ice cream in each hand. She took a lick from the right one, then the left one, clearly overjoyed.

"Mommy, why are you so happy today?"

Everleigh changed into her indoor slippers. "Because I'm going to work tomorrow."

"Really?" Adrienne's eyes lit up.

"Why are you so happy, huh?"

Alastair was the last one to enter the house. He closed the door behind him and spoke bluntly, "Because once you are at work, we can get takeout."

Hearing this, Everleigh's face froze. She asked discontentedly, "Come on, does my cooking taste that bad?"

"You want the truth?" Alastair looked at her.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. Everleigh cleared her throat, waved her hand, and said, "Forget it. Anyway, you guys should order something healthy. Don't get fast food all the time." Adrienne was like a gremlin. She kept running in circles around Everleigh, saying, "Mummy, your cooking is good. Your cooking is better than takeout. It's healthy and nutritious."

Everleigh immediately picked her up and spun her around. "My baby daughter is the best."

In her arms, Adrienne blinked. "Then, Mommy, can we get fried chicken and fries tonight?"

"No, we can't."

Everleigh immediately put her down with a strict look.

"Mommy, you said I was the best, right?"

"Of course," Everleigh leaned over and pinched her face, "But you're a bad child now. That won't work for me. It'll only work on Christopher."

After that, she immediately turned around and went to the kitchen. Without looking back, she said, "We have noodles tonight. Noodles and poached eggs. If you don't finish your noodles, you can't have snacks anymore."

Adrienne glanced at her brother, then held out one half-eaten ice cream to him. "Alastair, have one."

"No thanks," Alastair refused. He looked at the half-eaten ice cream with disdain.

Adrienne pleaded again, fluttering her eyelashes. "Alas-"

Alastair had no choice but to reply, "I know, I know. I'll help you eat half of your noodles."

"You're the best!" Adrienne immediately kissed him on the face.

Alastair's face was covered with ice cream. He felt disgusted and helpless.

At night, moonlight shone through the purple curtains onto the carpeted floor.

In the children's room, Everleigh was leaning against Adrienne's bed, holding a children's storybook in her hand.

"In the end, Cinderella lived happily with the prince..."

"The story has ended. It's time to sleep, darlings. Mommy has to go to work tomorrow."

Adrienne turned over on her bed, demanding, "Kisses."

Everleigh smiled dotingly and kissed her on the forehead. "Good night, sweetheart."

"Good night, Mommy."

After putting down the book, Everleigh kissed Alastair on the forehead. "Goodnight, baby."

"Good night, Mommy."

After closing the door, the only source of light in the room was from their aromatherapy lamp. The light was dim and the faint smell of lavender wafted in the room.

Alastair...

Adrienne's voice piped up from the dark. There wasn't a trace of fatigue at all.

Alastair had grown accustomed to this.

The best way to get Adrienne to sleep quietly was to ignore her, so he closed his eyes and pretended to have fallen asleep, ignoring her completely.

Usually, Adrienne would climb onto his bed but that day, she didn't.

There was a rustling in the dark.

Alastair frowned, raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

Adrienne was sitting cross-legged on the ground. There was a laptop in front of her. The light from the screen shone on her face.

Alastair's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly sat up. "Adrienne."

"Alastair, what is this?" Adrienne turned the screen to him, her face filled with pride.

The screen showed the file which Alastair had forgotten to close. Because they were born overseas, Everleigh feared that they couldn't master English well, so she taught them the language from a young age. Therefore, even the playful Adrienne could read very well. What's more, the photo of Theodore Godfrey was clearly there. She definitely recognized him at just a glance.

Alastair immediately shot out of bed and turned off the computer. "Nothing."

Adrienne shook his arm. "I saw it all. You knew he was our daddy, didn't you?"

"He's not our daddy." Alastair calmed down and shot her a serious look. "Adrienne, you should know that no matter who our daddy is, Mommy has no intention of telling us about him, so we shouldn't intervene. This is grown-up's business. Mommy has been through a lot."

"That's why she needs someone to take care of her."

Adrienne looked at her brother with her head tilted. Her eyes were shining in the darkness. "Alastair, let's go find Daddy."

The next morning, Everleigh woke up early.

She put on some light makeup, chose a casual white suit from her wardrobe, and tied her hair up in front of the mirror. No one would guess that she was a mother.

Following the address given to her by Mr. Lawson, she headed straight to the film set. As the script needed to be kept a secret, she couldn't get her hands on it, so she could only follow the crew closely. The set was located in a private hospital in the suburbs of Ocpeace City. It took nearly two hours to get there by car.

When she arrived, a staff member of the production team was there to give Everleigh a warm reception. He was a young man in his thirties. He was very enthusiastic upon spotting her. "Dr. Trevino, right? It must've been a long journey here. Kudos to you for sitting through that."

"I'm fine." She smiled politely.

"The crew is over there. Follow me. The shooting has already started. The former consultant was also from your hospital, but she can't follow our crew around while she's pregnant, so Mr. Lawson recommended you to us as a replacement. I heard that you're already a department chief at such a young age? That's awesome."

"Not at all, you flatter me!"

After chatting for a while, Everleigh entered the hospital accompanied by the staff member.

As soon as they walked through the doors, spotlights and cameras were everywhere. Each department was well equipped and no one was saying a word.

The staff member turned around and put his finger to his lips. Everleigh understood and slowed her pace.

The camera was facing the elevator, with the director sitting behind it. "Okay, everyone! Pay attention. We're rolling soon."

The camera assistant walked up with the slate in front of the camera. "Outpatient scene. Scene one, take three, action!"

The elevator door opened slowly. The female lead, wearing 6-inch heels, strutted out from the elevator languidly. Her white coat fluttered in the wind. Her delicate face remained calm, and there was a hint of determined energy on it.

Seeing this, Everleigh's eyes suddenly narrowed. She gripped the script tightly.

The world was such a small place. Enemies were bound to meet.