Crossroads

Chapter 318

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

When Molly looked up and saw the man before her, she numbly asked him, “What are you doing here?”

stone steps

Scott had rushed over, still holding a document bag in his right hand. He frowned as he looked at her, sitting miserably on the dirty sto

Seeing her tear–streaked face, he suddenly became angry and raised his voice to question her, “I’m asking you, Molly, why are you here

alone?

Maybe it was his sudden raised voice and anger that made her eyes fill with tears and grievances, and she was unable to hold back her tears. “I…I don’t know. It seems like everything I do is wrong. I’m so useless.”

She cried while trying to speak, her words muddled. She looked like someone who was usually very obedient and timid but had been scared out of her wits, unable to stop the tears.

Scott felt a tightness in his chest, watching her cry so pitifully. He often teased her without seeing her get angry. He wondered who the hell had bullied her this time.

“Why are your

dan mark on her cheek

ir clothes wet? Scott put the document bag aside, squatted to check on her, and noticed a clear slap mark

Anger surged as he urgently asked. “Who hit you?”

It had been a long time since anyone had squatted in front of her, speaking to her in such a gentle voice. Molly felt a rush of emotions, and threw herself into his arms, sobbing while trying to explain, I really don’t have so much money they want. What am I supposed to do? I can’t earn that much. I know I’m useless..

but her soft body clinging to him made him stiffen up for a second, his

rarely had close contact

hot and had a fever. She had wet clothes and had been exposed

by coincidence. The company in front had a cooperation deal with him, and after signing the contract, he left with his assistant to head back to the city center. Bored, he

he walked over and found it

huge grievance. She probably got picked on too harshly after being a pushover for too

her tear–streaked face, and after a long hesitation, he said, “Molly, don’t get your tears and snot on my clothes. He tried to tease her like usual, but his tone

she had been crying too long. The woman in his arms hiccupped and, reacting slowly, angrily shouted,

amusing. “Becoming bold

a dead pig not afraid of boiling

at her red nose and pitiful appearance,

drive the car in. He then carried the half–conscious Molly to the car’s back seat and gave the

he got Molly back home, she was already

decided to stay after quickly briefing his assistant on

Looking at

the bed, Scott

supplies at Molly’s place, so Scott rummaged through the cabinets and quickly found

of water and sat at the bedside, gently lifting her upper busy to rest against his chest. He

Chapter 318

felt like he was coaxing a child to take medicine, but fortunately, Molly was easy to coax. She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and gentle as her usual self. If it had been Stephanie, it

in Looking at her tear–streaked face, he felt a mix of complicated emotions and a bit

wetting a towel with warm water before returning to the bedside. He carefully wiped her face.

get restless when you are sick,”

her turning over reminded him of another issue. Her clothes were wet. How was he supposed

before, heaven knows he spent

glance at her. Now,

frozen for

numerous business problems suddenly

had always slept in separate rooms, a fact

take off your clothes by yourself, Scott said somewhat playfully to the air, imagining that she could somehow handle this alone, but of COMUNE it

at the sleeping woman, wondering if he had been a caregiver for too long. His thoughts were becoming increasingly juvenile. Or perhaps he started acting this

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