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…

from the bed, adjusting his attire while Stephanie continued

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

urge to kick him as they made their way

house, George, Mary, and Hayley were already seated. Hayley greeted them warmly, while Yvonne sat demurely at the opposite end of the table, her demeanor reserved

face remained impassive as they both took their seats. Brad

as she poured the soup, her right

from Sandra’s hand. “Let me do it. There’s no need to be too

Hayley personally served

acknowledgment but his face remained deeply preoccupied, his food

Hayley, gladly accepting the soup and casually

Chapter 137

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

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,

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

during meals.” George’s stern

meal. Meanwhile, Stephanie didn’t dare utter a word at the table, occasionally stealing glances at Dominick beside her, who

you have any plans after returning

to keen bo

much, you must come visit Wellington Villa often to keep

Stephanie, unable to drink coffee due to her pregnancy, simply passed through. Listening to the two women chatting and laughing,

I offend her?‘

didn’t enjoy lingering in the

have the guts to

don’t want to argue

linger 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 of reunion. However, despite the

moonlit reveries, she pulled out her phone to pass

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

genuinely worried about you today. Later,