Crossroads

Chapter 183

After they returned from the Pearson family’s banquet, everything seemed to settle back into a calm routine.

Dominick stayed busy with the company’s affairs as usual, and Stephanie continued her regular prenatal check–ups, listening to the nutritionist’s advice on various parenting guidelines and precautions.

Days passed, and Stephanie’s twins in her belly were growing heavier, making her appear more voluptuous. She became increasingly lazy, preferring to stay nestled in Wellington Villa and moving only for her daily walks.

Stephanie wished for nothing more than an uneventful daily life so she could quickly give birth. Carrying these twins had not been easy for her.

“Oh my! Where’s my waist? I’m almost like a woman without a waist.” She lamented, having gained so much weight that she didn’t want to face herself anymore.

After finishing breakfast and feeling bored, she went to the lounge chairs by Wellington Villa’s pool to rest and called Molly to pass the time. But life wasn’t easy, and not everyone could idle away like Stephanie.

“If I could marry Dominick, I wouldn’t mind losing my waist or even my breasts! Stephanie, you pampered princess, can’t you understand the struggles of common folks? Do you want to push me to revolt?” Molly, who had been very frustrated recently, grabbed her phone and vented to her best friend, yelling without holding back.

Molly thought, ‘Damn it!‘ Molly felt like she was going to explode, cursing, “Those who say money doesn’t matter are usually immature! Maybe they’re idiots.”

“What’s gotten into you?” Stephanie asked, tossing a small piece of kiwi into her mouth, trying to boost her twins‘ vitamins while listening to Molly’s furious rant, guessing she had encountered some trouble again.

“I’m just mad at myself for being stupid…” Molly’s voice quickly became dejected. “Why did I reject that job offer from the Nebula Group? Why did I act so high and mighty? I’ve compared several jobs recently and found that these capitalists exploit workers too much. The low salary can’t even cover my mortgage.”

“The Nebula Group is a competitive company with good benefits. Why did you reject it?” Stephanie had heard of the company, which was a new but promising venture backed by several major corporations.

“It was a rash decision, all because of an impulse,” Molly said, feeling more deflated.

Café at Frostvale a while ago. The kid was in a bad mood. Even though I knew he was from a

me a thousand dollars, saying it was for the few hours I watched his son. What did he mean

to distance themselves from others, which

I eagerly went to the Nebula Group for an interview, only to find out that the kid’s dad is the head of the Nebula Group…” Molly’s voice trailed off. She wondered why her luck had been

something was off and thought for a moment. “Molly, why do

very well. Molly was good–natured. Many people treated her badly daily, but she always promoted harmony and never took

is that man? What’s his name? Should I have Dominick investigate his background?” Stephanie suggested eagerly, but Molly couldn’t help feeling nervous

me herself, asking how my job search was going. I can’t handle that kind of concern. I’ve been hitting dead ends everywhere I go. I

all because of Hayley!” When Stephanie heard that name, her face

Vincent for some gossip. He told her that Mason was the big client

saying harsh words and taking pleasure in others‘ misfortune. But Stephanie knew Mason. He wasn’t truly evil. The things he said that day

thought about it, the angrier she got. Her face grew darker, and she felt

rising anger. She wasn’t trying to escalate things. She preferred

D

the topic to defuse the situation, Molly said, “Stephanie, I forgot to tell you. I’ve started a dating

a blank expression, offering no advice. She knew some

sat in the lounge

warm and avoid catching a cold. Stephanie looked at the pool, seeing the yellowing leaves falling

remembering something, she quickly tapped

up to now?] She typed a message but hesitated, then deleted it

this account belonged to Oscar. She knew he would see her message if

But he wouldn’t reply.

pregnant belly, she slowly stood up from the lounge chair, gripping

for him, and had sent him many messages, but Oscar never