Crossroads Confessions by Deirdre Augus novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 

Dominick still hadn’t come out of the bathroom. 

Stephanie sat against the headboard idly scrolling through news on her phone. 

After a few taps on the screen, she switched to the browser and suddenly thought of searching. How to prevent mistresses? 

Within seconds, numerous related webpages appeared. Stephanie casually clicked on a forum to read what others had to say about this. 

A woman from the same city had just posted a new thread, and it was already receiving many replies. 

The user had a very close female friend who was a perennial homebody. Because she was often alone at home, her attire was quite loose and casual. But tonight, when the user and her husband went to this friend’s apartment for dinner, the friend was only wearing a light grey printed oversized shirt without a bra underneath. 

Stephanie, being a bystander, was instantly intrigued. She immediately thought of how Hayley was drenched tonight, her clothes becoming see- through, and the thought made her uncomfortable. 

The gossipers started replying, asking very detailed questions. One asked: Was the shirt a see–through one?!) 

The user replied. [Of course, it was a see–through shirt. My husband didn’t know where to look all evening. On top of that, she had big boobs, and the lights made everything clearly visible. I felt so embarrassed. I don’t know if she did it on purpose or if she’s just used to dressing like that) 

Another commented: Knowing there are guests and especially men around, no matter how casual she is, she should pay more attention to her amire.] 

Another commenter said: [Honestly, I’m a homebody too. After getting used to not wearing a bra, it’s really uncomfortable to put one on again. If it were me, I probably wouldn’t want to wear one either] 

The first commenter immediately retorted [You have a problem with your morals. The user’s friend didn’t even wear a bra in front of her husband, flaunting herself like that. She’s practically hitting on her friend’s husband right in front of them. Even an idiot should know these basic etiquettes.] 

The second commenter, feeling attacked, shot back: [What do you mean? Are you calling me an idiot You’re the idiot!) 

Stephanie was fascinated, scrolling through the replies. Then, she saw a particularly bold comment. 

An anonymous user furiously typed: Ugh, what a scheming bitch! 

“Looks like everyone is pretty sensitive about this stuff Stephanie mused, feeling like she had found her tribe. 

She kept scrolling for ten more pages, her hand starting to get tired. 

Suddenly, she realized that Dominick had been in the bathroom for almost 30 minutes, which was unusual for him. 

What was he doing in there! 

Stephanie put down her phone, sneaked over to the bathroom door, and pressed her car against it. She couldn’t hear any water running, which made her uneasy, Hesitantly, she called out, “Dominick… 

He didn’t answer. 

Her heart began to race as she gripped the door handle tightly. However, it was locked. 

She pounded on the door urgently. “Dominick 

“What is it 

A low, hoarse voice came from inside. Stephanie stopped banging on the door, her eyes staring blankly at the wooden surface restlessly, Hesitantly, she spoke up, albeit awkwardly. “L. I noticed you’ve been in there for so long. You always say not to stay in the bathroom too long!” She stood in front of the bathroom door for a while before a reply came from inside. “Get it.” 

But he didn’t open the door. 

Stephanie frowned, staring at th 

at the locked door handle. 

Normally, when she stood outside, he would come out to open the door for her. Why was he locking it now? What was he doing in there? 

are you doing standing here?” 

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Just as she hesitated whether to kick the door open, it suddenly opened by itself. Stephanie looked up in surprise as Dominick stood before her in a royal blue bathrobe 

“I, uh, 

h, just needed to use the bathroom,” she said, sounding a bit guilty. 

After saying that. Stephanie cursed herself for not thinking straight. The master bedroom of Wellington Villa had two bathrooms. 

“It’s almost one in the morning.” A deep voice sounded above her head. Pressing her lips, she wanted to say something, but Dominick sighed and pulled her towards the bed. 

“Dominick, what’s wrong with you?” She wanted to ask, but he definitely wouldn’t tell her anything. 

Frowning deeply, she turned to lie on her side, her back to him. She had noticed he was sweating on his forehead earlier. 

“Hey, why did you take my phoner she suddenly exclaimed. 

Realizing her phone was in his hand, she glared at him as he sat against the headboard, looking at the screen with a strange expression. Then, he glanced at her, making her feel awkward. 

“That’s my privacy! Give it back, give it back…” Stephanie reached out and snatched it back. 

“Preventing mistresses? Dominick looked at her and suddenly chuckled 

Initially, he just wanted to check the text she mentioned earlier. He didn’t expect her to log into a forum and enthusiastically gossip with a group of 

netizens. 

“Dominick, do you think I’m petty? Do you think I’m jealous of Hayley! Seeing his calm expression, she decided to ask him the questions that were bothering her since she couldn’t sleep anyway, 

Dominick raised an eyebrow, looking down at her curled–up form under the thin blanket 

As long as it didn’t involve anything too serious, he was actually willing to communicate with her. “Hayley is just a colleague…