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..

what she was saying, but her soft body clinging to him made him stiffen up for a second, his handsome face showing a hint of

close contact with women

debating whether to push her away. But then he noticed that her body was hot and had a fever. She had wet clothes and

company in front had a cooperation deal with him, and after signing the contract, he left with his

he walked over and found it was indeed the Silly

she had suffered a huge grievance. She probably got picked on

said, “Molly, don’t get your tears and snot on my clothes. He

had been crying too long. The woman in his arms hiccupped and, reacting slowly, angrily shouted, “You! You always say such unpleasant

it amusing. “Becoming bold now that you’re

dead pig not afraid of boiling

actually dared to retort, and Scott was both exasperated and amused. Looking at her red nose and pitiful appearance, he wanted to scold her more, but the words wouldn’t come out

his phone from his pocket and called his assistant, instructing him to drive the car in. He then carried the half–conscious Molly to the

he got Molly back home, she

to stay after quickly briefing his assistant on the

Looking at

woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Scott couldn’t help but

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

and sat at the bedside, gently lifting her upper busy to rest against his chest. He whispered in her ear, “Molly, wake uje

Chapter 318

fortunately, Molly was easy to coax. She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and gentle as her usual

laid her back down, tucking her in Looking at her tear–streaked face,

around, he went to the bathroom, wetting a towel with warm water before returning to the bedside. He carefully wiped her face. Molly. seemingly

when you are sick,” Scout muttered in the

over reminded him of another issue. Her clothes were wet. How was

suite in Celorium before, heaven knows he spent the night on the sofa, not even taking a

a second glance at her. Now, facing a

for

could calmly tackle numerous business problems

had always slept in separate rooms, a fact

imagining that

too long. His thoughts were becoming increasingly juvenile. Or perhaps he started acting this

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a conclusion. He was a man in his thirties,