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..

soft body clinging to him made him stiffen up for a

rarely had close contact with

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

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,

over and found it was indeed the Silly Molly

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

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

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

found it amusing. “Becoming bold

pig not afraid

actually dared to retort, and Scott was both exasperated and amused. Looking at her red nose and

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 and gave the address to

she was already in a semi–comatose

briefing his assistant on the remaining work.

Looking at

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

rummaged through the cabinets

half a glass of water and sat at the bedside, gently lifting her upper busy to rest against his chest. He whispered in her ear, “Molly, wake uje ‘Take

Chapter 318

like he was coaxing a child to take medicine, but fortunately, Molly was easy to coax. She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and

in Looking at her tear–streaked face, he felt a

to the bedside. He carefully wiped her face. Molly. seemingly unused to

sick,” Scout muttered

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

same suite in Celorium before, heaven knows he spent

her. Now, facing

stood frozen for a minute.

numerous business problems suddenly felt

always slept in separate rooms, a

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

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

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lowering his

conclusion. He was a man in his thirties, yet he didn’t dare undress a woman. It was truly