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

didn’t hit that little girl!

the whole world had turned against her, leaving her lonely and helpless,

away!” Stephanie cried out desperately,

suddenly, everything went dark before her eyes,

her

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

face briefly flashed with impatience as he

tightly closed, lost in

dreams, she could hear someone anxiously calling her

her “babe” when she was still alive. She was the lady of

but…

home. After

her family. No one knew she was the lady of

Claire even laughed at her, mocking her that she couldn’t

struggled in agony on the hospital bed as

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Chapter 8

opened her eyes, her forehead slick with sweat as she gasped

the white ceiling, slowly coming to her senses amidst the

in a hospital.

you alright?” A nurse stood by her bedside, offering a warm