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

rarely had close

debating whether to push her away. But then he noticed that her body was hot and had a fever.

come here by coincidence. The company in front had a cooperation deal with him, and after signing the contract, he left with

walked over and found it was indeed the Silly Molly

a huge grievance. She probably got picked

tears and snot on my clothes. He tried to tease her like

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

amusing. “Becoming bold now

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

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,

to retrieve his phone from his pocket and called his assistant, instructing him to drive the car in. He then carried the half–conscious

home, she was already in a semi–comatose

to stay after quickly briefing his

Looking at

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

rummaged through the cabinets and quickly found some medicine

water and sat at the bedside, gently lifting her upper busy to rest against his chest. He whispered

Chapter 318

medicine, but fortunately, Molly was easy to coax. She instinctively cooperated, as obedient and gentle as her usual self. If it had been Stephanie, it would have been a real

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

with warm water before returning to the bedside. He carefully wiped her face. Molly. seemingly unused to

you are sick,” Scout muttered in the complaint.

Her clothes were wet. How was he supposed to

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

taking a second glance at her. Now, facing a living, breathing

stood frozen for a minute. T

that could calmly tackle numerous business problems

separate rooms, a fact known only to the two of

the air, imagining that she could somehow handle this alone, but

long. His thoughts were becoming increasingly juvenile. Or perhaps he started acting this way only after meeting Molly.

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was lowering his 1Q

minutes later, Scott’s sharp mind came to a conclusion. He was a man in