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

burning skin through the luxurious silk shirt, feeling how feverish he

felt conflicted. She hated him, but she

to

stared at the thermometer, which was 1022 degrees,

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 for years. Ever since she believed

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

to her frustration, Dominick was not very cooperative.

sick, he was heavy and stubborn. His shirt was stuck under

from her other hand, climbed onto the bed,

as she got on the bed and barely found her balance, he wrapped both arms around her, and pulled her into his embrace tightly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

his exuded warmth. Despite being ill he was still

your fever doesn’t go down,

like a human pillow as if it eased his feverish discomfort. Stephanie

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making

was an ordeal for

if she hadn’t had such a comfortable rest

she was abruptly awakened by some noises.

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

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

alert as

strange noises came from her kitchen.

what

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

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

in the kitchen, immediately turned at the sound of her voice. Molly felt a bit dizzy, but she could

you doing?” she asked

complex, and then he replied, sounding both angry and embarrassed, “Molly, you really don’t remember what you did!” Instead

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 wearing

had happened?

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

clothes were soaked through. Did you want to

take them off? Molly recalled how her heartless brother and mother had bullied her,

off yourself. You were dead asleep. Scott

she felt

was a mixture of emotions as if she had turned to stone.

say*

things in such a calm tone.

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

in the kitchen Molly regained her senses, walked into the

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

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