Crossroads

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

to him, pressing her lips, suddenly falling silent. It was

sky was clear and vibrant blue. Yet, in the spacious bedroom, the cool air from

kit, pulled out an electronic thermometer, and played

said nothing was wrong and that he didn’t

thermometer tightly, accidentally pressing the button, which emitted

startled by

stark contrast to her flustered actions. His tone carried a hint of

momentarily,

moved closer to him, her concem evident. “Dominick,

word to

casting her a sidelong glance, half–umiling as

say nothing’s

Dominick grasped her right wrist. That’s not necessary,” he said. His eyes were half–closed in fatigue. “Stephanie, just lie down with me

He said, “Don’t move

I need to put a cooling patch on you first” She rumenaged around in the bed adjusting

your sons sleep a lot. They’re not tired. She used their sons as an

very tired Dominick grumbled, pulling

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

hesitated for half a minute before

to hold her like a pillow, a hubit be fuil unknowingly developer.

are you looking at He wasn’t asleep, just

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