Crossroads

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

“Dominick..” she called out twice, but the man sitting quietly on the edge of the bed didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard her at all.

Stephanie brought a first aid box into the room; her delicate brows furrowed as the observed Dominick. His demeanor struck her as odd.

Since returning to the bedroom, he had been sitting there, head slightly bowed, staring blankly at his hands. He flexed and unflexed his fingers as though deeply engrossed in testing something

It wasn’t until Stephanie approached him and called his name again. “Dominick”

This time, he looked up sharply, a flash of inexplicable panic crossing his eyes.

“What happened to you? Stephanie quickly sat beside him, looking at him suspiciously. She hesitated before asking, “Dominick, did you not hear

me earlier!”

His reaction had been one of clear shock as if surprised by her sudden appearance or perhaps by something else entirely.

“Nothing” he replied, his usual cold expression returning as he turned his head slightly away from her. His voice was hoarse. “I don’t need any medicine. The headache is gone.

Histo

rone was low and detached, as if trying to convince her everything was fine

him, pressing her lips, suddenly falling silent.

and vibrant blue.

through the first aid kit, pulled out an electronic thermometer, and

and that he didn’t need

accidentally pressing the

sulking and was startled by the sound. She

contrast to her flustered actions. His

stared at him momentarily, ensuring

suddenly perked up and moved closer to him, her concem evident. “Dominick, since

that word to describe me he

instead casting her a sidelong glance, half–umiling as he watched her

degrees, and you still say nothing’s wrong,” Stephanie stared at the

to fetch a doctor when Dominick grasped her right wrist. That’s not necessary,” he said. His eyes were half–closed in fatigue. “Stephanie, just

He said, “Don’t move

patch on you first” She rumenaged around in the bed adjusting the covers, fiddling with the

She used their sons as an excuse

is very tired Dominick grumbled, pulling

arms around her from behind. Her body was soft, perhaps due to her pregnancy, with a faint baby powder scent. Dominick’s lips. brushed against the nape of her neck as he spoke in a low voice. “Stephanie, if

a minute before

truth, Dominick merely wanted to hold her like a pillow, a hubit be fuil unknowingly developer. Stephanie squinted her eyes and stole

are you looking at

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