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..

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

close contact with

her away. But then he noticed that her body was hot and had a fever. She

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 saw

and found it was

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

said, “Molly, don’t get your tears and snot on my clothes. He tried to tease her like

arms hiccupped and, reacting slowly, angrily shouted, “You! You always say such unpleasant things

bold now that you’re

dead pig not afraid of boiling water!”

at her red nose and pitiful appearance, he

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

got Molly back home, she was

decided to stay after quickly briefing his assistant on the remaining work.

Looking at

on the bed, Scott couldn’t help but sigh again.

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

busy to rest against his chest. He whispered in her

Chapter 318

medicine, but fortunately, Molly was easy to coax. She instinctively cooperated, as obedient

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

before returning to the bedside. He carefully wiped her

get restless when you are sick,” Scout muttered in the complaint.

issue. Her clothes were wet. How was he

in the same suite in Celorium before, heaven knows he spent the night on the sofa,

at her. Now, facing a

frozen for

brain that could calmly tackle numerous business problems suddenly felt stuck.

in separate rooms, a fact

take off your clothes by yourself, Scott said somewhat playfully to the air, imagining that she could

been a caregiver for too long. His thoughts were becoming increasingly juvenile. Or perhaps

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