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

fun somewhere. She waited,

to bother others

to find her nightgown, planning to take a hot shower

bathroom, the sound of water was loud, and steam filled the small glass enclosure. Stephanie stood under the shower, raising her

how enticing she looked

did, and he knew it very

walk into Room 402 and see this. He leaned against the wall, quietly watching her in

steamy mist.

shower, her skin warm and her cheeks slightly red. She

her as she opened

as she took a step out, she screamed loudly.

lost her composure like this, but now she was trembling with

her quickly, speaking as casually as if discussing the weather, and then tossed a large white towel over her head. “Cover yourself

was furious, her blood rushing to

her head and wrapped herself tightly.

apartment.” She glared at him angrily, really wanting to throw the

a big basket of roses. Wasn’t that an invitation for ree

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

stood there, silently staring back at her for

so easily. He was always mysterious and

Finally, he gave a vague explanation in

A personal hobby?

angry that she clenched her fists. ‘How did

if he didn’t think he had done anything wrong. He asked.

there a problem with me sleeping with my wife

stunned, perhaps because he spoke so confidently, or maybe because she had

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

really was familiar with the

acted like it was his