Crossroads

Chapter 319

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

draped the blanket over him, accidentally brushing against his burning skin through the luxurious silk shirt, feeling how

felt conflicted. She hated him,

thermometer to check his temperature.

the thermometer, which was 1022 degrees, her face serious,

a bit scared, because Oscar had once had a fever over 104 degrees when he was a child and became nonverbal for

Finding some alcohol and cotton balls, she skillfully soaked the cotton and prepared to undress him to cool him down.

to her frustration, Dominick was not very

even sick, he was heavy and stubborn. His shirt was stuck under him, and she could only get it halfway off.

down the alcohol–soaked cotton from her other hand, climbed onto the bed, and tried to pull the

whether by chance or intent, as soon as she got on the bed and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his

Her soft skin pressed against his firm, muscular chest, and her cheeks turned red from his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still

brain will get fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered

pillow as if it eased his feverish discomfort. Stephanie was extremely uncomfortable, trapped

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his stubble face in her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly ticklish. And yet, he seemed to have fallen

an ordeal for

hadn’t had such a comfortable rest

midnight, she was abruptly awakened by

day’s events, she felt a chill as she lifted the blanket Oh, she was down to

no time to worry about that. Molly quickly

high alert

noises came

that there was an intruder. But what kind of thief would mess around

to bravely sneak a peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her living room were on, and a familiar figure was in the kitchen.

doing in my house?” she

voice. Molly felt a bit dizzy, but she could still see the

are you doing?” she

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

at the man before her. Then, stiffly, she lowered her

had

part was running into him afterward. Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked.

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

my clothes. Did you take them off? Molly recalled how her heartless brother and

yourself.

she felt

emotions as if she had

say*

such

to be embarrassed, as he nearly burned down Molly’s

senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately

with something so stuck that even a metal spatula couldn’t scrape

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