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 stiffen up for a second,

rarely had close contact

was hot and had a fever.

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 a familiar figure.

found it was indeed the Silly Molly

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

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

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

it amusing. “Becoming bold now that you’re sick?

a dead pig not afraid of boiling water!” she shouted.

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

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

Molly back home, she was already in

briefing his assistant

Looking at

sleeping soundly on the bed, Scott

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

busy to rest against his chest.

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She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and gentle as her usual self. If it had been Stephanie, it would have been a real headache.

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

he went to the bathroom, wetting a towel with warm water before returning to the bedside. He carefully wiped her face. Molly. seemingly unused to being taken care of, turned uncomfortably.

sick,” Scout muttered

of another issue. Her clothes were wet. How

heaven knows he spent the night on the sofa, not even taking a

taking a second glance at her. Now, facing

for a

brain that could calmly tackle numerous business problems suddenly

and Chloe had always slept in separate rooms, a fact known only to the

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

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 acting this way only after meeting

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was lowering his

conclusion. He was a man in his thirties, yet