Crossroads

Chapter 117

“Why are you still here? I told you not to come back!”

Stephanie sat on the metal chair outside the hospital room, watching the woman in front of her yell. She felt a pang of helplessness and

wanted to explain.

But Mary seemed to have lost her patience and barked at the bodyguard, “Get her out of here now.”

The bodyguard looked at Mary with little respect and flatly said, “Mr. Wellington asked her to stay…”

Mary’s face changed drastically when she heard this. “Dominick’s awake? Why isn’t anyone telling me?” she hastily asked, her voice urgent and laced with displeasure. She couldn’t bother with Stephanie anymore and quickened her pace, trying to rush inside.

“Ma’am, you can’t go in,” the bodyguards outside the door said coldly, stepping forward to block her path.

Mary was furious. “Why can’t I go in? That’s my son in there!”

“Lam sorry!” the bodyguard replied curtly, his tone unwavering.

Stephanie watched as Mary confronted the bodyguards with a stern expression. She whispered an explanation, “Grandpa said he has important matters to discuss with Dominick…”

“You have no right to speak here!” Mary snapped, turning to glare at her.

Faced with Mary’s intimidating demeanor, Stephanie had no choice but to lower her head and remain silent.

Mary was even harder to deal with than Stella, she thought. “Dominick’s mother seems to really hate me…

from in

Just then, a loud bang erupted from inside the room.

The heavy door was shut tight, preventing her from hearing the conversation, but she could tell that George was furious.

“If it weren’t for this accident, how long were you going to keep this from me? Dominick, you need to explain this to me clearly!”

face was dark with anger. His hand gripped his cane

weak. We can ask him later…” Vincent stood

to back down. He coldly retorted, “So what if you

Dominick’s weakened state, he would have stormed over and whacked his ungrateful grandson with his

you can handle everything on your own? You little punk, you have no respect for

lying on the bed, his face pale and weak. He glanced towards George with a thoughtful look in his eyes,

foot of the

seemed tired, slowly closing his eyes. “Even if you knew, it wouldn’t change anything,” he said calmly,

Chapter 117

from them, they couldn’t help with

complex and hesitated, his eyes boring into Dominick for

he turned and walked

followed, but before leaving, he couldn’t help but glance back at

known from the beginning, it

worry about him,”

door.

sullen, and his brow furrowed. As they stepped out, Mary and Stephanie looked

full of questions,

about…?” Mary couldn’t hold

George ignored her. Instead, he turned to look at

a flicker of panic. She wasn’t sure whether to stand up or remain seated, awaiting for his

of him.” George’s voice, aged and hoarse, choked slightly as he told Stephanie. Then, without another

George leave. She couldn’t understand what he meant by

seemed to have aged considerably at that moment. His once imposing figure

woke up. He needs to rest…” Vincent said with a meaningful undertone, looking

It was clear they didn’t want her in the

to look after him…” she protested, unwilling to give

care of him. Now that Dominick is married, you don’t need to worry about him anymore,” Vincent replied calmly

Vincent, feeling a bit odd. This was strange. Although Vincent was a notorious playboy and had a string of girlfriends, he always respected his

you still standing there? Get in there!” Vincent whispered, urging Stephanie as he

while Mary glared at her with

room.

bed had his