Crossroads

Chapter 252

“Dominick, you really shouldn’t have treated her like that just n

now

Vincent said solemnly

“Stephanie is your wife, after all” he added

In the still of the early morning, amidst the vibrant chaos of Flaming Bar, where the lights flickered in multicolored brilliance and the booming beats of the DJ filled the air. Vincent sat in a secluded booth, engaged in a serious conversation with Dominick.

“Wife?” Dominick seemed impatient with Vincent’s persistence, picking up a glass of brandy and swirling it in his hand, his deep eyes showing

irritation.

“How should I have treated her then?”

Is, his lips curling in a self–deprecating smirk. “I don’t know.”

Vincent was momentarily at a loss for words, his lips curli

Caught in the glare of his cold, aloof gaze, Vincent turned away. Dominick, the sole grandson of the renowned George, exuded an air of genuine nobility and unattainable allure.

“Dominick, you never used to be like this with her. Vincent muttered almost to himself. He just felt that if Dominick were to remember her, he would regret his actions deeply.

the doctor mentioned that the shrapnel in Dominick’s brain have been there for too long. His recovery to this extent is already remarkable. Don’t push

brown medicine on his table. “Don’t drink alcohol. You haven’t taken today’s

her and complied with her words. He took the bottle and unscrewed the cap, popping three pills into his mouth without hesitation Before long,

much longer do I have to take these!” His expression was displeased,

for the bartender to pour a generous half–glass of warm water, offering it to him. Seeing his frown at taking the pills, she couldn’t

glass and drank half of it, his gaze lingering on her

“Why ar

kind to

Feeling his intense u

a man gave a woman he was interested in, and this stirred

to, she answered cleverly, meeting his gaze without flinching. They were both adults;

conversation and watching their meaningful glances, feeling

too much into it,

because he was close to Stephanie, his words now carried a hint

how much memory Dominick had lost in the surgery, but he was certain that whether in the past or now, Dominick had never truly

glanced towards Vincent and suddenly, a faint smirk played on his lips, as if

was embedded with shimmering diamonds on its surface. Raising his right hand high, he looked at the crowd playfully. Who

erupted

know Dominick’s identity. Still, this didn’t stop them from admiring him with heated gazes and cheering

Philippe worth 2.6

“Handsome, I love you!”

want the watch, I want