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

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

hated him, but

a thermometer to

later, Stephanie stared at the thermometer,

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

patch on Dominick’s forehead and several on his neck. Finding some alcohol and cotton

Dominick was not

tugged hard, but even sick, he was heavy and stubborn.

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

soon as she got on the bed and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his

and her cheeks turned red from his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still strong. Now,

get fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered

as if it eased his feverish discomfort. Stephanie

Chapter 019

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

was an ordeal for

if she hadn’t had such a comfortable rest in

she was abruptly awakened by some

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 her

no time to worry about that. Molly quickly threw on a

alert as stra

came from her

But what kind of thief would mess around in her

a peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her living room were on, and a

you doing in my house?” she asked, her voice

sound of her voice. Molly felt a bit dizzy, but she could still see the embarrassment on

doing?” she asked

embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember what

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

had happened?

was running into him afterward. Then

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

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

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

she felt

face was a mixture of emotions as if she had turned to stone. It was mortifying that he

say*

things in such

Scott’s turn to be embarrassed,

trying to cook for me in the kitchen Molly regained her senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately shocked by the

pan was coated with something so stuck that even a metal spatula

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