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

against his burning skin

him, but she was

a thermometer to check

thermometer,

bit scared, because Oscar had once had a fever over 104 degrees when he was a child and became nonverbal for years. Ever since she believed high fevers could have severe

patch on Dominick’s 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 down.

to her frustration, Dominick was not very cooperative.

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

other hand, climbed onto the bed, and tried to pull

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

muscular chest, and her cheeks turned red from his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still strong. Now, he clung to her like a koala, leaving

telling you, if you don’t let go, I bite you. Dominick, your brain will get fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered

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

Chapter 019

her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly

an ordeal

if she hadn’t had

she was abruptly awakened

had made her 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

quickly threw on a bathrobe. She was on high aler

alert

noises came from her kitchen.

first thought was that there was an intruder. But what kind of thief

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

you doing in my house?” she asked,

felt a bit dizzy,

are you doing?” she

and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember what you did!” Instead of

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

had

Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked. Her face turned red,

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

how her heartless brother and mother had bullied her, but

them off yourself. You were dead

she felt

as if she had turned to

say*

such things in such

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

Molly regained her senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately

that even

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