Crossroads

Chapter 14

A loud crash echoed through the room.

When struggling. Stephanie accidentally knocked over the crystal lamp on the bedside table, crashing it to the ground and sending shards skittering

across the floor.

“Mrs. Wellington, is everything alright?”

Sandra, who was guarding the door, rushed in nervously upon hearing the noise.

She was shocked to see Dominick pinning Stephanie to the bed, leaving her torn between staying and leaving

Stephanie was truly embarrassed. “Get off me!” she cried out as she pushed against the man on top of her.

Dominick shot her a cold glance. Then, he stood up straight, seemingly losing his interest.

He left the room without a word, and Stephanie finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

The way that Dominick looked at her was strange. It seemed to mix with a bit of conflict, resentment, and somewhat…longing

Stephanie furrowed her brows and couldn’t understand why Dominick was acting weird.

It was two in the morning, and the place was silent.

bed and looked at her toes, fooling a bit restrained. She felt like an

away the fragments on the floor. She caught Stephanie’s downcast expression and offered a word of consolation. “Mr. Wellington has always been distant and cold. He probably

really like dealing with women.

that unlucky

surprised to hear this, wondering why he wouldn’t marry the woman

Stephanie was about to

Sandra, as if afraid to say too much, quickly turned and

some rest, especially now that you’re pregnant. Besides, there is a family tradition. We need to have breakfast with Mr. George Wellington early in

the door shut

bed, her gaze lost on the

Villa was still too strange to her, and Dominick’s unpredictable moods made him difficult

the wall ticked softly. She pulled the blanket over her head. “I need to have breakfast with that old man

was restless all

the pitch–black sky as the time

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maid knocked and entered

circles under

thoughts had kept

the night. She

the clock on

Did that old man really expect me to

rich folks are really hard to please, the grumbled softly

herself. Living under someone else’s