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

accidentally brushing against his burning skin through the luxurious silk shirt, feeling how feverish

felt conflicted. She hated him, but she was

to check his temperature.

the thermometer, which was 1022

fever over 104 degrees when he was a child

his neck. Finding some alcohol and cotton balls,

Dominick was not

heavy and stubborn. His shirt was stuck under him, and she could

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

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

warmth. Despite being ill he was still strong. Now, he clung to her

doesn’t go down, she whispered in his ear, first warning him, then

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

Chapter 019

habit. He buried his stubble face in her neck, making her skin itch,

long night was an

hadn’t had such a comfortable rest

was abruptly awakened by

alert at night. Groggy and still piecing together the day’s events, she felt a chill as she lifted

that. Molly quickly threw on a bathrobe. She was on high

on high alert as

strange noises came

what kind of thief would mess around in

phone, ready to 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,

what are you doing in my house?” she asked, her

at the sound of her voice. Molly felt a

you doing?” she asked

complex, and then he replied, sounding both angry and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember what you did!”

her. Then, stiffly, she lowered her head to look at her bathrobe, realizing she was only wearing her

What had happened?

remembered crying earlier uglily. The wont part was running into him afterward. Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked. Her

through. Did you want to sleep in them?” Scott’s tone was

clothes. Did you take them off? Molly recalled how her heartless brother and mother had bullied her, but facing him now, s inexplicably

to take them off yourself. You were dead asleep. Scott

she felt

was a mixture of emotions as if she had turned to stone. It

say*

things in such

to be embarrassed, as

cook for me in the kitchen Molly regained her senses, walked into

something so stuck that

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