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..

him made him stiffen up for a second,

rarely had close contact

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

a cooperation deal with him, and after signing the contract, he left with

he walked over and found it was indeed the

arms was still crying as if she had suffered a huge grievance. She probably got picked on too harshly after

tear–streaked face, and after a long hesitation, he said, “Molly, don’t get your tears and snot on my clothes. He tried

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

it amusing. “Becoming bold now that

afraid of boiling water!” she

and Scott was both exasperated and amused. Looking at her red nose and

retrieve 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 car’s back seat and gave the address to her

Molly back home, she was already in a semi–comatose state,

decided to stay after quickly briefing his assistant on

Looking at

the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Scott

medical supplies at Molly’s place, so Scott rummaged through the cabinets and quickly found some medicine for a cold arud lugh

to rest against his chest. He whispered in her

Chapter 318

She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and gentle as her usual self. If it had been Stephanie, it

tucking her in Looking at her tear–streaked face, he

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

get restless when you are sick,” Scout

of another issue. Her clothes were wet. How

in the same suite in Celorium before, heaven knows he spent the

a second glance at her. Now, facing

frozen for a minute.

tackle numerous business

rooms, a fact known only

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

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 way only after

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lowering his

man in his thirties, yet he didn’t dare undress a