Crossroads

Chapter 113

“It’s your fault my son’s in this state?” the woman spat. “Get out of my face!”

The harsh hospital lights glared down, highlighting the red handprint on Stephanie’s cheek. She was stunned by the slap, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions as she looked at the unfamiliar, elegant middle aged woman before her.

Her cheek, burned with pain, and she lowered her head slightly, tears welling up in her eyes…

This was Dominick’s mother.

“…I just wanted to see him.” Stephanie stood up straight, trying to speak in a calm tone.

“Who let her in here? Get her out of here!”

The woman’s face was dark with anger. She didn’t want to hear a word Stephanie said and shouted at the bodyguards beside her.

“Mary, I brought her here.”

From the staircase, Vincent came running over, urgently explaining as he panted.

“Vincent?” Mary’s face was still tight with anger as she glared at Vincent, who seemed to be taking the side of this so–called wife of Dominick’s. “Get this woman out of my sight, now,” she said, her voice cold and resolute.

Usually, Mary was considered dignified and graceful, but with her only son lying in a hospital bed, critically injured, her emotions had been

all over the place these last few days.

“Mary, the car accident had nothing to do with Stephanie. She just came by to visit…” Vincent tried to persuade her gently.

Mary, in her forties, still exuded an elegant charm. She was a Fluviora mix, an international top–tier pianist in her youth. Her beauty and stunning figure were complemented by an innate grace, a trait she seemed to have passed on to Dominick.

“Vincent…” The commotion outside the door had drawn a delicate–looking girl in a college uniform out of the room. She had a somewhat shy demeanor as she softly called out.

Then, she looked at Stephanie. “Are you… Dominick’s wife?”

That was Yvonne Wellington, Dominick’s little sister. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she timidly hid behind Mary, peeking at Stephanie

Yvonne. Don’t

not

“Women these days,” she scoffed. “You snare Kevin, marry into his family, and then you turn around and climb into Dominick’s bed, sleeping

his eyes for a while. But don’t get too cocky. There’s a whole line of women willing to bear children for the Wellingtons. As soon as Dominick wakes up, I’ll make sure he divorces immediately. Just looking at you makes me

viciously to anyone before. “Mary,

reason Dominick is in there, unconscious. He’s

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woman like her? What has

his cousin. She’s nothing but a skank! She should just get the hell out of here and don’t dirty

her head down and didn’t argue

glance into Dominick’s hospital room, where he still lay on the bed with

the Wellington family’s security guards had already surrounded them. It

him, “Stephanie, maybe you should come

head and looked directly

your business!” Mary snapped at her with no

He tried to persuade again. “Stephanie, let’s go back to the hotel

need you here!” Mary glared at Stephanie,

pale, her body trembling slightly. For

“Vincent, come here.”

door dinged open, and a few specialists accompanied an authoritative elderly

a flicker of

But…

the dim lighting, but the familiar

here, Mary dared not speak out of turn

and Geor

noticed the old man’s expression was even more fraught than when

strode towards George, respectfully saying,

George’s first words

saying, but Vincent heard

a stern tone,

Dominick and Stephanie while drunk. But we found out someone messed with Kevin’s car. Given the recent attacks on the Innovate Group, I

who wouldn’t blame Stephanie for everything like an outsider

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