Crossroads

Chapter 8

The voice sounded familiar to Stephanie.)

Her face drained of color from the blood loss. She could only muster the strength to turn her head weakly, her vision blurring as she looked at the man

The man crouched behind her, his hair brushing his eyebrows. His face was striking–high nose, chiseled features, as handsome as someone with mixed

heritage.

The man had an undeniable air of nobility, distant and aloof.

One look was all it took to make him unforgettable.

Of course, Stephanie recognized him.

It was him, the bastard who slept with her…

“Don’t touch me… Stephanie shouted as she struggled to free herself

Her body twisted, the wound on her arm now bleeding more profusely.

The excessive blood loss drained her face of color, and everyone was hurling vicious insults, siding with Claire and her daughter

little girl! She choked

leaving her lonely and helpless, yet she refused to give in,

out desperately, struggling with all

before her eyes, and her body went

saw her

notice her feverish heat, and when he shook her, she did not

briefly flashed with

tightly closed, lost in a

her dreams, she could hear someone anxiously

of the Reed family and their baby girl, so her mother used to

but…

was only 17 when her father, Gary Reed, brought his mistress home. After her mother’s death, she had a falling

a life of poverty after she left her family. No one knew she was the lady of

her, and Claire even laughed at her, mocking her that she

in agony on the hospital bed as if caught

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Chapter 8

eyes, her forehead slick with sweat as

at the white ceiling, slowly coming to her senses amidst

in a hospital.

stood by her bedside, offering a