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..

out what she was saying, but her soft body clinging to him made him

had close contact with women

her body was hot and had a fever. She had wet clothes

had come here 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 glanced out the car window

and found it

still crying as if she had suffered a huge grievance. She probably got picked on

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 was much weaker this

in his arms hiccupped

amusing. “Becoming bold now that

not afraid of boiling water!”

in his arms 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

struggled to 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

she was already in

after quickly briefing his assistant on the

Looking at

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

had previously left many medical supplies at Molly’s place, so Scott rummaged through the

rest against his chest. He whispered in her ear, “Molly, wake uje

Chapter 318

cooperated, as obedient and gentle

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

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

get restless when you are sick,” Scout muttered in

turning over reminded him of another issue. Her clothes were

they had stayed in the same suite in Celorium before, heaven knows he spent the night

her. Now, facing

frozen for a

numerous business

rooms, a fact known only to the two of them.

said somewhat playfully to the air, imagining that she could somehow handle this alone,

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

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was lowering his 1Q

in his thirties, yet he didn’t dare undress