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

brushing against his burning

conflicted. She hated him,

took a thermometer to check

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

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

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

to her frustration, Dominick was

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

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

bed and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his embrace tightly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

from his exuded warmth. Despite being

fried if your fever doesn’t go down, she whispered in his ear, first warning him, then trying to reason with him, but it was no

as if it eased his feverish discomfort.

Chapter 019

face in her neck, making her skin itch, Stephanie was terribly ticklish. And yet, he

an

if she hadn’t had such a comfortable

abruptly awakened

for so long 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

was no time to worry about that. Molly quickly threw on a bathrobe. She was on high

on high alert as

came from

But what kind of thief would mess around

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

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

felt a bit dizzy, but she could still see the

you doing?” she asked

“Molly, you really don’t remember what you did!” Instead of answering her, he

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

had happened?

Then “Where are my clothes?” she asked.

you want to sleep in

how her heartless brother

them off yourself. You were dead asleep. Scott replied truthfully.

she felt

she had turned

say*

such things in such a calm tone.

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

regained her senses, walked into the kitchen, and was immediately shocked by the sight of the burnt, unrecognizable black mass,

stuck that even a metal spatula

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