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

over him, accidentally brushing against his burning skin through the luxurious

felt conflicted. She hated him, but

took a thermometer to check

the thermometer, which was 1022

about high fevers, even a bit scared, because Oscar had once had a fever over 104 degrees when he was a child and became

forehead and several on his neck. Finding some alcohol and cotton balls, she skillfully soaked the cotton and prepared to undress him to cool him

frustration, Dominick was not

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

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

he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her

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

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,

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

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

long night was an ordeal for Stephanic

hadn’t had such a comfortable rest in

abruptly awakened by

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 slept

worry about that. Molly quickly

alert

came from her

was an intruder. But what kind

peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her living room

my house?” she asked, her

the kitchen, immediately turned at the sound of her voice. Molly felt a bit

doing?” she

angry and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember

man before her. Then, stiffly, she lowered her head to look at her

What had happened?

him afterward. Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked.

want to sleep in them?”

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

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

she felt

if she had turned to stone. It was mortifying that

say*

in such

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

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

coated with something so stuck that even a metal spatula couldn’t scrape it off.

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