Crossroads

Chapter 137

They slept through the afternoon until the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow into the room.

The sharp rap of the maid’s knuckles on the door finally roused them from their slumber.

“Got it,” Stephanie muttered, her voice still heavy with sleep.

“Dinner is ready,” Sandra announced. “George and Mary are back, so everyone must dine together at the main house.”

“Dominick, wake up…”

She found it perplexing that he could sleep so deeply today, considering his usual early–morning vigor.

Shaking him gently, she suddenly noticed his skin felt warmer than usual, sparking a rush of concern. “Dominick, are you running a fever?” Her hand pressed against his forehead, her tone urgent.

He stirred awake promptly. “I’m fine,” he replied in a raspy voice.

Pushing her hand away gently, he sat up, preparing to leave the bed.

“You’ve been running a fever quite often lately…” Stephanie moved closer, wrapping her arms around his waist protectively.

Caught off guard by her embrace just after waking, Dominick looked at her with a mix of surprise and confusion.

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Turning to face her, he gave her a skeptical look before patting her head affectionately. “Blame it on your nagging,” he teased lightly.

However, Stephanie didn’t find it amusing; instead, worry creased her brow as she sensed him deflecting the seriousness of the situation.

“Dominick, seriously, when you’re sick, you need to see a doctor and take medication. It’s basic self–care. Don’t overexert yourself like last time, even with a high fever…

adjusting his attire while Stephanie continued to

in a brief embrace, guiding her out of the bedroom. With a sigh, he added, “Stephanie, you’re

frowned, fighting the urge to kick him as they made their way

Mary, and Hayley were already seated. Hayley greeted them

seats. Brad promptly gestured

I’m terribly sorry,” Sandra apologized as she poured the soup,

worries,” Hayley reassured, standing up and taking the ladle from Sandra’s hand. “Let me do it. There’s no

Wellington, have some more.” Hayley personally served him a bowl

a slight sound of acknowledgment but his

the soup and casually inquiring. “Everything settled for your move back to Havencrest for work? Like your housing

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you’re being transferred to Havencrest from Serenburg?” George suddenly looked up,

over to assist with serving, and Hayley calmly sat down to eat, glancing over at the old man before politely replying, “Yes,” I’ve completed all the handovers at work. Barring any surprises, I’ll

at home is a good decision. After all, you

not discuss work during meals.” George’s

table, occasionally stealing glances at Dominick beside her, who ate with the same expression he wore at

you have any plans

to keen bo

Yvonne adores you so much, you must come visit Wellington Villa often to keep her company. Otherwise, with her temperament, she might

to the living room for coffee and some fruit. Mary engaged Hayley in conversation while Stephanie, unable to drink coffee due to her pregnancy, simply passed through. Listening to the two women chatting and laughing, she couldn’t help

her?‘ Stephanie reflected countless

her, Dominick didn’t enjoy lingering in the living

the guts to ask

want to argue

of the living room, unwilling to linger in the bedroom. She found herself in the backyard garden, where the full moon hung high overhead,

one for moonlit reveries, she pulled out her phone to pass

the company would be welcoming a new senior

you today. Later,