Crossroads

Chapter 269

Stephanie rushed inside, quickly sliding the glass door shut behind her.

The wind and rain battered against the glass. Soaked to the bone. Stephanie opened her right hand and looked at loose

at the small screw that had fallen

It was early evening, and the st

storm was raging outside with flashes of lighting and booming thunder.

The bright lights inside the room offered a small comfort. She tried to convince herself the screw had simply loosened on its own.

Stephanie cast one last glance at the gloomy balcony, shook off her unease, and headed to the bedroom to change her outht

But her heart was still filled with anxiety and insecurity

She double–locked her bedroom door and turned on every light. The storm outside was a stark contrast to the silence in her room. Even the

sound of her own ragged breathing seemed loud and clear.

Stephanie peeled off her damp clothes and towel–dried her face and hair. She reached for fresh clothes on the bed, her eyes f

falling on the faint scar on her abdomen, a remnant of the C–section.

She stared at it, her cool fingers tracing the nearly invisible line. Oscar had given her some kind of cream, and even the stretch marks had vanished.

It was as if her pregnancy and brief marriage to the Wellington family had been nothing but a dream. All traces were gone, and Dominick had disappeared from her life…

Suddenly, her phone buzzed, shattering the silence.

Her nerves were on edge. She glanced at the phone on her vanity table and hurried over. It was Oscar calling

“Babe, I’m outside,” he said.

Stephanie fraze for a moment before responding “Oh, hold on a sec. She hung up, quickly dressed, and checked her appearance in the vanity mirror.

Suddenly, something caught her eye, and she stared at her reflection.

Stephanie gathered her hair into a bun and lifted her chin, tilting her head to the side. On the smooth skin of her neck, just below her left earlobe. was a faint reddish mark.

Her fingertips brushed against the strange mark. It looked like a hickey.

“A hickey?”

her hair down, dismissing the thought. It must have been from sleeping on it wrong,

are you doing here?” she asked as she opened the door for Oscar. He stood straight, and his expensive black coat was drenched through,

closing the door behind

quickly grabbed a dry towel. “Take off your coat. Are you soaked through? Why would you come all

roughly dried his curly hair. Then,

blue eyes

“There’s a thunderstorm”

to stare at her. After a few more seconds, he

not scared!” Stephanie snapped

Then, he laughed

eyes that were almost mesmerizing. When he smiled, his eyes crinkled

smiled, and the sight of it

I said stop laughing? Stephanie yelled, and

the only one who could spar with him like this. It was

lit room. All the lights were on, yet she

Chapter 269

deepen. He loved

wrong?” he

had picked up on her discomfort within

with

kept glancing

herm

she said stiffly,

dare tell him about the haunted apartment. She’d never hear the end of it. And

kind of hungry. Want some pasta?” Stephanie said as she opened the fridge and pulled out the leftovers from that morning, planning to hear them in

this morning. It’s a decent portion, and actually pretty tasty,” she added,

can of chowder and

the cramped kitchen. She couldn’t help but say again. “You don’t have to go to all this trouble. Something

he always moved efficiently. Watching him cook was surprisingly captivating. His serious expression when he stirred

the pile of three or five plates at the side. They were the dishes she used for takeout

got the better of her, and she stepped in to

and began washing the dishes. Meanwhile, Oscar didn’t pay attention to her efforts, taking some clams from the fridge. cleaning them, and adding them to the chowder. When he turned his head, he saw

around,” he said, looking at her with a hint of helplessness.

at her hands, covered

not playing. Stephanie retorted stubbornly, but she just

true that when they were together, Stephanie was often the one causing problems, leaving Oscar to clean up her messes without a word of complaint. And now she couldn’t even handle a

each with a bowl of clam chowder.

while. It’s awful” Stephanie took