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…

his attire while Stephanie continued to admonish him

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

the urge to kick him as

room of the main house, George, Mary, and Hayley were already seated. Hayley greeted them warmly, while Yvonne sat demurely at the opposite

remained impassive as they both took their seats. Brad promptly gestured for

sorry,” Sandra apologized as she poured the soup,

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

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

acknowledgment but his face

Hayley, gladly accepting the soup and casually inquiring. “Everything settled for your move back to Havencrest for

Chapter 137

being transferred to Havencrest from Serenburg?” George suddenly looked

glancing over at the old man before politely replying, “Yes,” I’ve completed all the handovers at work. Barring any surprises, I’ll be focusing on

“Staying at home is a good decision. After all, you initially left to take

George’s stern voice cut through

a word at the table, occasionally stealing glances at Dominick beside

do you have any plans after returning

to keen bo

visit Wellington Villa often to keep her

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

I offend her?‘ Stephanie

lingering in the living room;

don’t have the guts to

want

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 picturesque

one for moonlit reveries, she pulled out her phone

new messages on WhatsApp, mentioning that the company would be welcoming a new senior

He was genuinely worried about you today. Later, I heard they found