Crossroads

Chapter 135

How did last night unfold so unexpectedly?

Everything seemed to happen with a natural ease…

Stephanie couldn’t quite fathom it herself, but her heart still raced, her thoughts in disarray.

Morning light streamed through the window, casting a soft glow across the room. The clock on the wall pointed to nine o’clock, and the man beside her had already risen.

“You’ve certainly got quite the vigor.” Her voice held a playful, slightly teasing tone.

Despite staying up late into the night, he had woken at five in the morning. Normally he would slip away quietly, but today he lingered with a buoyant mood, disrupting her dreams.

Throughout her sleep, her dreams had been dominated by him. It was maddening.

“How much longer do you plan to hide in there?”

Suddenly, a light tap on the bathroom door interrupted her. “Remember you said I can’t bully you with our sons around, Come out, it’s breakfast time. You need to refuel” His familiar, deep voice carried a hint of laughter, and he was clearly in high spirits.

Stephanie’s cheeks blushed anew. He had been overly persistent and clingy last night. Unable to resist him, she had casually mentioned their sons to coax him into giving her some space!

After finishing her morning routine, she opened the bathroom door with a pout, only to find the man outside looking refreshingly energetic. Despite staying up all night, he seemed unfairly lively. It irked her.

“Are you sleepy?”

Still groggy from sleep, she retorted, slightly annoyed, “Our sons’re hungry.”

Dominick stepped closer. “Are you truly that exhausted?” His tone was unexpectedly earnest.

His hand instinctively brushed aside a few disheveled strands of her hair, his gaze dropping to her flushed cheeks and lingering on her lips.

“Stephanie, from now on…you’ll need to adapt to me quickly,” he said in a hoarse voice.

“What?”

parted her lips slightly, words poised on the tip of her tongue. Without explanation, he simply wrapped his left arm around her waist. She breathed shallowly, his touch

dance of shared

should head downstairs for

“Yeah.

him, she turned shyly and

wielded remarkable self–control; had he taken advantage just now, she would

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Chapter 135

you?” Her cheeks flushed as she asked, her

soup, she wrestled with her thoughts. Suddenly, she looked up, her

muster the courage to ask outright, but Dominick grasped her meaning, his expression tinged with irritation as he shot her

continued to lower her

pride that prevented him from forcing women into sharing intimate moments

able to resist, nor

heart swelled with a sweet warmth once again, eliciting a silly grin as she relished every spoonful of the clam chowder, finding it exceptionally comforting

hint of exasperation, observing her lips

the concept of dignity seemed to fade

desire was for her to embrace their bond

Stephanie suddenly became animated, pushing her chair back and striding purposefully to the living room cabinet, eagerly rummaging through

nearing its end, Dominick noticed her increasingly frantic search

ignoring his inquiry as

any of you happen

looking

ultrasound photos of our

it, she proudly presented it to him, eager to share. “Look, these

facing her with a smile as she excitedly showed him. He naturally extended his hand to guide

tenderly on her abdomen,

in close to whisper in his ear, “Let me tell you about those old men at the hospital. They’re such phonies, always fawning over these ultrasound pictures, calling them precious and adorable. It’s just two tiny blobs of flesh, and yet they’re making

are just tiny blobs

his as they shared a close moment. She saw a glint of amusement in his typically composed eyes, his chest subtly rising

He genuinely seemed content.