Crossroads

Chapter 319

“Let go of me.” It was the fifth time she yelled at him, but the man in front of her stubbornly held onto her wrist, refusing to let go. Stephanie was so furious that she almost wanted to take advantage of his illness to give him a good beating

“Dominick, I’m just getting a thermometer and some fever medicine. I’m not running away.” She emphasized, her expression complex.

But he acted as if he didn’t hear her.

She continued, “Hey, you’re heavy. Stand on your own Don’t lean on me. Dominick, don’t think I won’t get mad. Ah! Don’t lean your big head on me. Your stubble is prickling my neck. It’s itchy. Get off me, get off”

Then he rasped out a low, hoarse reply. “You’re noisy

Stephanie was exhausted, both physically and mentally. This cold–hearted man only knew

the bed.

ew how to torment her. Finally, she managed to drag him to

With a bit of spite, she shoved his heavy body onto the bed. Just looking at him made her angry.

If he weren’t sick, she would’ve gone to the bathroom to fetch a basin of cold water to drench him. How infuriating!

The man on the bed lay still on his side. Stephanie frowned and moved closer.

Dominick was tall and broad–shouldered, making her 6–foot bed seem insufficiens. His hair was disheveled, his eyes closed, and his usually stern face looked less intimidating. His straight nose and dry, thin lips were noticeable, and as she got closer, she could feel his slow, hot breath

“Ever since his

surgery, he hasn’t fallen ill. Who knows where he’s been wearing himself out? Serves him right,” she muttered.

Stephanie looked at his haggard face, her feelings complicated. Especially seeing his furrowed brow, she guessed he had a headache.

She removed his leather shoes and jacket, then took her velvet blanket to cover him. Her gaze paused on the belt around his waist.

Undoing a man’s belt was quite suggestive. Who knew how many women had undone his belt?

With mixed emotions, Stephanie expressionlessly undid his belt. There were so many people he could bother, yet he had to come to bother me. Her resentment grew.

my

house to

him, accidentally brushing against his burning skin

She hated him, but she

a thermometer to check his

at the thermometer, which was 1022

had a fever over 104 degrees when he was a child and became nonverbal for years. Ever

some alcohol and cotton balls, she skillfully soaked

to her frustration, Dominick was not very

off the shirt. Stephanie tugged hard, but even sick, he was heavy

his sleeping profile, she reluctantly set down the alcohol–soaked cotton from her other hand, climbed onto

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skin pressed against his firm, muscular chest, and her cheeks turned red from his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still strong. Now, he clung to her like a koala,

if you don’t let go, I bite you. Dominick, your brain will get fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered in his ear, first warning him, then trying to reason with him, but it was no

her tightly like a human pillow as if it eased his feverish discomfort. Stephanie was extremely uncomfortable, trapped in his strong

Chapter 019

his stubble face in her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly ticklish. And

long night was an ordeal for Stephanic

as if she hadn’t had such a comfortable rest

abruptly awakened by some noises.

for so long had made her particularly alert at night. Groggy and still piecing together the day’s events, she felt a chill as she lifted the blanket Oh, she was down to just her underwear. She never

to worry about that. Molly quickly threw on a bathrobe. She was on

on high alert as

strange noises came from her kitchen.

intruder. But what kind of thief would mess around in

to call the police at any moment, she decided to bravely sneak a peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her

in my house?” she asked, her

immediately turned at the sound of her voice. Molly felt a bit dizzy, but she could still see the embarrassment on his usually composed face.

are you doing?” she asked offhandedly.

replied, sounding both angry and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember what you did!” Instead of answering her, he threw back a

seconds to process, and she stared dazedly at the man before her. Then,

What had

into him afterward. Then

Did you want to sleep in them?” Scott’s

recalled how her heartless brother and mother had bullied her, but facing him now, s inexplicably

take them off yourself. You were dead asleep. Scott

she felt

emotions as if she had turned to stone. It was mortifying that

say*

things in such a calm tone.

soon, it was Scott’s turn to be embarrassed, as he nearly burned down Molly’s

kitchen Molly regained her senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately shocked by the sight of the burnt, unrecognizable black

frying pan was coated with something so stuck that even a metal spatula couldn’t