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

conflicted. She hated him, but she was

to check his temperature.

Stephanie stared at the thermometer, which was

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

alcohol and cotton balls, she skillfully soaked the cotton and

frustration, Dominick was not very

Stephanie tugged hard, but even sick, he was heavy and stubborn. His shirt was stuck under him, and she could

down the alcohol–soaked cotton from her other hand, climbed onto the

got on the bed and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his embrace tightly.

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

go down, she whispered in his ear, first warning him, then trying to reason with him, but it

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

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neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly ticklish. And yet, he seemed to have

night was an ordeal for Stephanic

if she hadn’t had such a

was abruptly awakened by some noises.

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

to worry about that. Molly quickly threw on

on high alert as stra

noises came from

there was an intruder. But what kind of thief would

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

in my house?” she asked, her voice still slightly nasal.

busy in the kitchen, immediately turned at the sound 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

foggy 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 underneath.

What had

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

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

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

yourself. You were dead asleep. Scott

she felt

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

say*

such things in such a

soon, it was Scott’s turn to be embarrassed, as he

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

so stuck that even a metal spatula couldn’t

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