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For Stella, every single day spent away from home felt like a lifetime. She missed Ferrowland so much—everything about it, but most of all, she missed her family. To cope, she buried herself in work, hoping to ease the ache in her heart.

Now that she was finally back, the familiar aroma of her mom's cook made those long years seem like they had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Want some?" Ronald asked her softly.

Stella nodded. "Yeah."

Even though her taste had changed a lot recently, she couldn't resist at that moment. She remembered this soup her mom's specialty. Lottie Lugar, her mom, loved cooking. No matter how busy she got, she always made time to whip up meals for her kids.

When Stella was little, she was frail, and Lottie practically nursed her back to health with her homemade meals.

Stella hugged the lunchbox and took a sip. "Mm, delicious. Just like old times."

“Mrs. Quinn said it was your favorite, so she made it first thing in the morning before heading out," the butler said.

Upon hearing that, Stella felt a lump in her throat, her nose tingling with emotion. She glanced at Ronald with teary eyes.

Ronald met her gaze, understanding what she felt, and chuckled softly as he ruffled her hair. "Finley sent your news back."

didn't even realize she might be pregnant, yet he spread the news. How did he say it? That she was sick? Considering Finley's

every last drop. When she returned the empty

an appetite. She'll be thrilled to know

feel like eating the soup, but knowing her mom

butler looked a little emotional. "Being away for so many years, you've grown up,

had become thoughtful and

considerate, while her sister Yvonne, was wilder and more

glanced at Ronald. "Shall we

had promised to pick up Susie right

and nodded, then instructed the butler,

the

"You're not

replied, "I have some things to take care of here. Once you pick

Susanna, head straight home."

Stella nodded obediently. "Alright."

her so compliant,

hair

forehead. Then