Crossroads

Chapter 260

Stephanie never imagined that the first person that found her would be him.

She remained huddled in the cramped U–shaped tunnel of the children’s slick, lifting her head slightly. The dim streetlights outside cast a hazy. dreamlike glow as she gazed at the man who suddenly appeared before her. It was Dominick.

When the saw his familiar, stern face, her eyes welled up with tears.

She had so much to say, but the words caught in her throat. She stared at him, afraid he would vanish like a mirage, just like in her dreams, if she called out.

“How long do you plan to hide in there!” Dominick called out impatiently.

Seeing her still motionless, he furrowed his brows in irritation. “Get out!

His deep, magnetic voice was cold and commanding. Yet, she didn’t move. Finally, Dominick’s face darkened. He bent his tall frame, reached in, and, without a hint of gentleness, grabbed her wrist and yanked her out.

Stephanie was caught off guard. Before she knew it, she was pulled forward, her head banging against the slide’s inner wall several times.

Dominick released her as soon as she was out, looking down at her disheveled hair and her pathetic, half–kneeling posture.

“If you want to trade your suffering for sympathy, you’d better make sure you have the worth and ability: Otherwise, you’ll just look foolish His eyes were sharp. his words cold and scomful.

To him, she was worthless now.

to hear him. She supported herself on the dirty, andy ground, her head bowed,

slide. But her legs were numb from staying curled up in the tunnel for

right foot twisted, and she

stepped forward

Have you lost your voice! He was inexplicably annoyed, his grip on her shoulder firm. She was

in her mind,

her head down, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. She didn’t cry

you being stubborn or just trying to squeeze more alimony out of the divorce? His

have retorted immediately, saying she didn’t care about his

silent. She didn’t want

anything related to it. He had once promised they wouldn’t get divorced.

bone–chilling. Especially in this desolate place, there wasn’t a sound to be heard, and the flickering,

another word, he scooped her up and

he picked her up, Stephanie instinctively tried to struggle free, but her efforts only intensified his expression as he tightened his grip. His frustration

slammed the door with

walked to the driver’s side, got in, and started the car. With a press of the accelerator,

a spot to hide,” he mustered darkly, his long fingers gripping the steering wheel as he quickly merged

She was surprised to see he hadn’t brought a driver, opting to drive himself

her voice. “I don’t want

of ambulances. Terrifying memories flooded back. Dark

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