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

the bedroom. With a sigh, he added, “Stephanie, you’re finally showing concern for

kick him as they made their way to the

and Hayley were already seated. Hayley greeted them warmly, while Yvonne sat demurely at the

as they both took their seats. Brad promptly gestured for the maids to start

I’m terribly sorry,” Sandra apologized as she poured the soup, her right hand trembling slightly,

Sandra’s hand. “Let me do it. There’s no

Wellington, have some more.” Hayley personally

slight sound of acknowledgment but his face remained

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

Chapter 137

transferred to Havencrest from Serenburg?” George suddenly

old man before politely replying, “Yes,” I’ve completed all the handovers at work. Barring any surprises,

response. “Staying at home is a good decision. After all,

not discuss work during meals.” George’s stern voice

dare utter a word at the table, occasionally stealing glances at Dominick beside her, who ate with the same expression he wore at work, stoic and

you have any plans after returning

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Villa often to keep

through. Listening to the two women chatting and laughing, she couldn’t help but think if it weren’t for Mary’s constant cold

I offend her?‘

enjoy lingering in the living room;

don’t have the guts to

want to

in the bedroom. She found herself in the backyard garden, where the full moon hung high overhead, casting a serene glow that evoked a sense

pulled out her phone

sent her a series of new messages on WhatsApp, mentioning that the company would be welcoming a new

shouldn’t quarrel with Dominion anymore. He was genuinely worried about you today. Later, I heard they found you at Avalon Lakes, which finally put him at