Crossroads

Chapter 187

It happened so suddenly that Stephanie didn’t have time to react before she

e sank to the bottom of the pool startling the fish into a frenzy.

“Mrs. Wellington! What happened to you?” A maid passing by the corridor was terrified and shouted for help.

‘L..I’m Ene.”

Drawn from a fresh source, the pool was obvious and about six feet deep. Stephanie was a good swimmer, and although the sudden scare caused her to sink, she quickly surfaced, clutching the edge of the pool and coughing.

The maid, pale with fright, along with a group of others, carefully helped her out of the pool.

“What happened, Mrs. Wellington! Don’t worry, the doctor is on the way.” They wrapped her in a clean, thick towel, trying to calm her down.

“Im really fine.” Stephanie calmly took the towel and began drying her wet hair, waving them off. “You don’t need to call the doctor”

“We’ll go get Mr. Wellington right away.”

“Don’t tell Dominick about this Stephanie panicked.

The afternoon sun was starting to set, and George had already returned to South Pavilion for a rest at this hour. With Dominick just out and Stephanie falling into the pool, the maids were at a loss,

Stephanie wiped the water off her face, lowered her voice, and explained, “Dominick is very busy. Let’s wait for the doctor to check on me before contacting him. But anyway, I’m really fine. It just felt like something suddenly flew at the back of my knees…

Her eyes narrowed as she nervously glanced back.

Behind the pool was a flower bed, along with stone tables and chairs for chess, flower viewing, and fish watching. Nothing seemed out of place.

What exactly had happened just now?

Sining by the pebbled edge of the pool, dripping wet, she couldn’t figure it out

“Mrs. Wellington, how did you fall into the pool?”

Seeing that she looked alright, the maid sighed in relief. If anything had happened to her, they would all be in serious trouble

“Did someone push you on purpose. A younger maid speculated.

could possibly have the nerve to

the walls of Wellington Villa, Stephanie’s safety was paramount to everyone. Dominick’s berce protectiveness over her had been

aid as she slowly regained her composure, her brows furrowing deeply in contemplation for what felt like an eternity.

had pushed her on

directly at her with

the surroundings. Stephanie

size of a clenched fist, weighing perhaps two pounds… Her attempt to articulate the nature of the object was more a reflection of

largest of these cobblestones weighs no more

maids struggled to understand Stephanie’s directives. Clearly, something had impacted her knee moments before her fall, causing her to lose her balance. Why was it

Wellington, the doctor

responsible for Stephanie’s daily well–being, was visibly shaken upon hearing the maid’s account of the incident. Though she was relieved that the situation seemed less dire than she had thought, a thorough medical examination was much

a hint of defiance flickered in

she muttered to

worry about anything else as well investigate this

Stephanie was concerned about.

afraid some people might

matter how hard you try to find them, Stephanie replied, her brow furrowed deeply. She pushed Sandra away slightly, straightened her posture, and began walking back towards

up in the depths of the water. In the end, it would be said that it was

a pair of cerle eyes. Frustration gnawed at her, and with determination,

but catching a chill is still

the others hesitated to intervene further,

from the corridor as he hurried over, his suit jacket still undone as he leaned on

of fear at the sight of George. She stood in

and being mindful of George’s temper, she explained, “Mrs. Wellington’s health and her kits

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

at George’s darkening expression. Instead, she turned away, sulking, and followed

couldn’t shake of

end of the corridor, watching Stephanie obediently depart with the maids. Then, he relaxed his grip

after gathering information from the staff, leaning in to explain the situation carefully

listened attentively but

winds stirred, gently swaying the edges of George’s clothing “There’s no need to mention this to

remark, George turned and walked back towards South

puzzled by George’s indifferent demeanor, Lost in thought, he glanced back towards

the late afternoon sun,

the pool, where tropical fish lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On the

away.