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…

the bed, adjusting his attire while Stephanie continued to

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

as they made their

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

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

sorry,” Sandra apologized as she poured the soup, her right hand trembling slightly,

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

more.” Hayley personally

slight sound of acknowledgment but his face remained deeply preoccupied, his food

hand, seemed quite friendly with Hayley, gladly accepting the soup and casually inquiring. “Everything settled for your move back to Havencrest for work? Like your housing and

Chapter 137

from Serenburg?”

politely replying, “Yes,” I’ve completed all the handovers at work. Barring any surprises, I’ll be focusing on my career here in

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

work during meals.” George’s stern voice cut through their

quietly focusing on her meal. Meanwhile, Stephanie didn’t dare utter a word at the table, occasionally stealing glances at Dominick beside her, who ate with the same expression

you have any plans after

to keen bo

to keep her

fruit. Mary engaged Hayley in conversation while Stephanie, unable to drink coffee due to her pregnancy, simply passed through. Listening to the two women

I offend her?‘

lingering in the living room; he

have the guts to ask

don’t want to argue

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 setting, tonight’s dinner had left

reveries, she pulled

that the company would be welcoming a new senior executive

you today. Later, I heard they found you at Avalon Lakes,