Crossroads

Chapter 310

After hanging up the phone with Oscar, Stephanie sat in a daze on the couch. It wasn’t until the clock on the wall chimed that she snapped back to reality, realizing it was already late at night.

There were only a few hours left of Christmas, and Stephanie wished the time would pass quickly. A beautiful day had turned messy, and as she watched others celebrate, she wished today was just an ordinary day. She glanced at the roses on the coffee table and remembered something.

Stephanie left her apartment, holding a basket of roses in her right hand. She took the stairs up to apartment 502, her footsteps heavy as she approached. She bent down and placed the basket of roses in front of the door. Then, she straightened up, turned, and walked away. This was how it should be. She planned to mysteriously leave the roses and walk away coolly, just like countless enigmatic figures who always remain calm and calculated,

But as soon as she turned, Stephanie couldn’t hold back. She turned around and kicked the door hard.

She thought, Screw your mysterious act.

“You bastard,” she yelled angrily at the door. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she finally turned and walked back down. to her apartment at 402.

The sound of Stephanie kicking the door was so loud that it startled the neighbors. They came out of their apartments. looking around nervously. But she calmly opened her door, walked in, and slammed it shut. It felt like she had let out some pent–up frustration.

Stephanie admitted to herself that she wasn’t cool and composed or strategic. Kicking someone’s door was pretty childish, but she was really annoyed today and needed to let it out. If she had run into Dominick earlier, kicking the door wouldn’t have been the end of it.

Sitting in her small living room, she drank half a glass of water, trying to calm down….

But the ticking of the clock only made her more irritated.

During this festive holiday, being alone in her house felt incredibly lonely.

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friends, something she usually wouldn’t do. But now, she felt so lonely that she wanted

and Vincent were off having fun somewhere. She waited, feeling disappointed

to bother

planning to take a hot shower and

Stephanie stood under the shower, raising her head as the warm water

looked standing in that glass

he knew it

hadn’t expected to walk into Room 402 and see this. He leaned against the wall, quietly watching

steamy mist.

her shower, her skin warm and her cheeks slightly red. She sighed contentedly and reached out

to her as she opened the

a step out, she screamed loudly.

like this, but

if discussing the weather, and then tossed a large white towel over her head. “Cover yourself with the

She was furious, her blood rushing to her head.

off her head and

you in my apartment.” She glared at him angrily, really

roses. Wasn’t that an invitation for ree to come down?” He spoke with such confidence.

did you get in here? she demanded angrily, and then she immediately ran to the living room to check the door. It was still locked. “Dornick, tell me. Is the jerk I’ve been encountering every night you.” Now that she caught him red–handed, she shouted and wanted an explanation. “Why

back at her for a long time

was always mysterious and pretentious, but

gave a vague

A personal hobby?

so angry that she clenched her fists. ‘How did

fury, Dominick remained calm, as if he didn’t think he had done anything wrong. He asked. “Stephanie.

remember correctly, we’re still married. Is there a problem with me sleeping with my

perhaps because he spoke so confidently, or maybe because she had never expected him to say something

her nose, went into her kitchen, took some oatmeal she had cooked, sat down on her sofa, and started

familiar with

like it was his own home.