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

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

conflicted. She hated him, but she was

a thermometer to check his

Stephanie stared at the thermometer, which was 1022 degrees,

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

a cooling patch on Dominick’s forehead and several on his neck. Finding some alcohol and cotton balls, she skillfully soaked the cotton and prepared to

to her frustration, Dominick was not

the shirt. Stephanie tugged hard, but even sick, he was heavy and stubborn. His shirt was

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

and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his embrace tightly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

from his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still strong. Now, he clung to her like a koala, leaving Stephanie in

you. Dominick, your brain will get fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered in his ear, first

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

Chapter 019

bad habit. He buried his stubble face in her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly ticklish. And yet, he seemed to

an ordeal for Stephanic

hadn’t had such a comfortable

she was abruptly awakened by some noises.

and still piecing together the day’s events, she felt a chill as she lifted the blanket Oh, she was down

time to worry about that. Molly quickly threw

high alert as stra

came from her

that there was an intruder. But what kind of thief would mess around in her kitchen?

call the police at any moment, she decided to bravely sneak a peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her living room were on, and a familiar figure

doing in my house?” she asked, her voice

of her voice. Molly felt a bit dizzy, but

are you doing?” she asked offhandedly.

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

brain took a few seconds to process, and she stared dazedly at the man before her. Then, stiffly, she lowered her head to look at her bathrobe, realizing she was only wearing her underwear

What had happened?

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

you want to

how her heartless brother and mother had bullied

off yourself.

she felt

mixture of emotions as if she had turned to stone.

say*

in such

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

senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately

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