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.

She browsed her phone for a while. Instagram was full of people showing off their love, couples being sweet, and families having fun on vacations. It made her envious. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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

She waited, feeling disappointed and a

rude to

nightgown, planning to take a hot

glass enclosure. Stephanie stood under the shower,

didn’t realize how enticing she looked standing in that glass

and he

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

steamy mist.

slightly red. She sighed contentedly and reached

towel next to her as she opened the

soon as she took a step

like this, but

as if discussing the weather, and then tossed a large white towel

was furious, her blood rushing

the towel off her head and

apartment.” She glared at him angrily, really wanting to throw the shampoo and body wash at

invitation for ree to

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 are you sneaking into my

back at her

Stephanie wouldn’t let him off so easily. He was always mysterious and pretentious,

a personal hobby” Finally, he gave a vague explanation

A personal hobby?

that she clenched her fists. ‘How did you get in here? I want a

remained calm, as if he didn’t think he had done

we’re still married. Is there a problem with me sleeping with my wife at night?”

because she

her nose, went into her kitchen, took some oatmeal she

familiar

was his