Crossroads

Stephanie stayed in the ward the entire time. Around seven o'clock at night, a meal was delivered to the ward by the hospital.

Dominick had just regained consciousness and couldn't eat yet, so he relied on IV nutrition while she had a quick and simple meal on the side.

Stephanie initially thought she might have to go back to the hotel to get her clothes, but Vincent had unexpectedly packed and brought her luggage over, apparently intending for her to stay with Dominick in the hospital.

She took the luggage from the nurse and looked a bit hesitant.

Meanwhile, Dominick, lying on the hospital bed, looked much better and watched Stephanie with a complicated expression. It seemed he was wondering if she would stay or leave.

She didn't say anything, took a set of clean clothes, and went straight to the bathroom.

Dominick had initially wanted to say, "If you want to leave, go ahead," but perhaps because he was too tired, he held back.

The ward was spacious, with a single bed opposite his. Stephanie went to the nurse to get a clean pillow and blanket, prepared the bed, and then lay down to rest.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Before going to sleep, Stephanie dutifully reminded Dominick, "Dominick, let me know if you need anything."

Dominick raised an eyebrow as he looked at her on the bed across from him, his eyes showing some conflicting emotions. It wasn't until she closed her eyes and her breathing became steady that he sighed in frustration.

He mused. 'This is my wife... When will she ever be as considerate as other people's wives?"

At that moment, the lighting in the ward was dim. Dominick turned to look at her familiar face across from him and suddenly remembered his grandfather's furious expression earlier that day. He then thought that he couldn't let them find out.

He muttered under his breath, "No matter how inconsiderate she is, she's still mine."

It was the first peaceful night since he woke up. His wounds were still paining. He then wondered if this was a masochistic tendency and if all men had it. Dominick thought that he could have chosen someone more compliant, yet he had fallen for Stephanie.

Then, he inexplicably let out a low chuckle, closed his eyes, and felt that the spacious, quiet hospital room no longer seemed so cold and lonely.

The following day, Stephanie got up early as she had set an alarm on her phone the previous night.

To prevent Vincent from saying she was of no help like before, she quickly washed up and immediately started tending to Dominick.

"Ugh, I told you not to move. Can't you just bear with it? You've put up with all these wounds..." Stephanie's frustrated voice came from the room. Eventually, it seemed like she had no choice but to give in. "Alright, alright, I got it. I'll help you take off your clothes..."

Vincent and the others came to visit Dominick around eight in the morning. When they heard the odd noises inside, they quickly opened the door and hurried in.

and suggestive actions.

When Stephanie heard him, she immediately turned toward them and blushed bright red as her hand was still on Dominick's pants. It was Indeed an embarrassing and awkward scene.

Mary, who had rushed in behind them, glared at her disapprovingly. "What if your clumsy hands hurt Dominick?!"

Stephanie looked nervous after getting yelled at by Mary. Stephanie then quickly let go of her grip and stood quietly by the bed, not daring to move anymore.

"Stephanie, what are you doing?" Vincent's expression was one of utter disbelief. He thought, 'Dominick's grandfather wanted her to take care of him, but at this rate, he's in for more trouble than help.'

Stephanie stammered, "I... I just wanted to help him....."

"Does Dominick want to take a bath?" Hayley had also come over. Seeing the scene, she looked a bit embarrassed and turned her head away.

"Yes, it's all because of Dominick. He kept insisting on taking a bath." Stephanie found that Hayley was very observant and glanced irritably at Dominick on the bed.

Hayley was a bit surprised to see her blaming Dominick so directly, as it was the first time she had seen someone so close to him.

Dominick ignored Stephanie's angrily puffed-up face and urged her calmly, "Hurry up already."

He then turned to look at the others and commanded irritably, "Everyone out."

"Dominick, let the professional caregivers handle this. She doesn't know a thing about this," Mary said as she stepped forward, clearly disapproving of Stephanic.

Vincent chimed in, "Stephanie, stop making things worse for Dominick. His right shoulder blade is fractured. Let the professionals help..."

Before he could finish speaking. Hayley noticed Dominick's face darkening, and it looked like he was about to lash out. She then immediately tugged on Vincent's arm to stop him from speaking further.

Stephanie quickly retorted, "Call a caregiver? No way. He'll be furious."

"Dominick is very fussy. He doesn't let strangers touch him. He's as delicate as a princess and very difficult to handle," she told them seriously.

Vincent and the rest were taken aback when they heard that.

The fussy Dominick, who was lying in the hospital bed, then raised his voice and shouted angrily, "Out, now!" Now, it was unclear who he was mad at.

Vincent and the others were then awkwardly ushered out. As the door closed, they heard Dominick angrily ask through gritted teeth, "Who are you calling delicate, Stephanie?"

"If Dominick has high blood pressure, it's all thanks to his wife," Vincent muttered outside the door, feeling a bit annoyed.

Hayley then awkwardly smiled in response. She had known Dominick for over a decade and had never seen him lose his temper and scold a woman like this before.

She remarked, "I never expected Dominick to be into this type..."

Back when they were in school, they always joked about what kind of woman the cold and alsof heir of the Wellington family would like. Though Dominick was always surrounded by socialites and beauties, it was hard to find someone who truly matched him.

Vincent looked utterly hopeless. "Dominick really likes this type...

He had always admired Dominick from a young age for his talent, ingenuity, and Integrity. However, he couldn't understand why Dominick had such poor taste. Vincent had taken a long time to accept Stephanie as Dominick's wife.

Mary, who was also standing outside the door, scowled and muttered angrily, "Why would his grandfather let him marry nothing woman?!"

this good-for-

Hearing her angry mutter, Vincent raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her. Dominick's mother had been living in Aurorastra since his father passed away. It had been a long time. since they last saw her, yet she still carried an air of grace.

Even though they all weren't fond of Dominick's mother, Mary, she seemed to have a deep-seated hatred for Stephanie.

"She's not completely useless,” Vincent remarked offhandedly. "Stephanie is straightforward anch simple. Dominick has always had a lot of pressure due to his status, and he has always hated scheming women..." He emphasized the last sentence, leaving its meaning ambiguous.

It was actually understandable that Dominick would be attracted to a woman like Stephanie.

Mary's expression then shifted, and she pressed her lips tightly together, saying nothing more.