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 through the luxurious silk shirt, feeling

She hated him, but she was

a thermometer to check his temperature.

later, Stephanie stared at the thermometer, which was 1022 degrees, her face serious,

fever over 104 degrees when he was a child and

a cooling patch on Dominick’s forehead and several on his neck. Finding some alcohol and cotton balls, she

Dominick

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

hand, climbed onto the bed, and tried

and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled

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

fever doesn’t go down, she whispered in his ear, first warning him, then trying to reason with him,

held her tightly like a human pillow as if it eased his feverish discomfort.

Chapter 019

face in her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was

night was an ordeal

if she hadn’t had such a

abruptly

she felt a chill as she lifted the blanket

to worry about that. Molly quickly threw on a bathrobe.

on high alert as

noises came

that there was an intruder. But what kind of thief

sneak a peek. Surprisingly, she saw all the lights in her

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

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

are you doing?” she

then he replied, sounding both angry and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t

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

What had

The wont part was running into him afterward. Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked. Her face turned red, screaming internally.

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

off? Molly recalled how her heartless brother and mother had bullied her, but facing him now, s inexplicably

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

she felt

she had turned to stone.

say*

such a calm tone.

it was Scott’s turn to be embarrassed, as

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

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

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