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

remained oblivious to this fact, but within the walls of Wellington Villa, Stephanie’s safety was paramount to

rushed to her aid as she slowly regained her composure, her

pushed her on

directly at her with a relentless force that

despite her thorough scrutiny of the surroundings. Stephanie

Her attempt to articulate

of these cobblestones weighs no more one

to understand Stephanie’s directives. Clearly, something had impacted her knee moments before her fall,

Wellington, the

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

on Sandra’s arm, though a hint of defiance flickered in her eyes as she

my own, she muttered to herself, refusing to be seen as fragile.

worry about anything else as well investigate this thoroughly. We

Stephanie was concerned about.

people might

find them, Stephanie replied, her brow furrowed deeply. She pushed Sandra away slightly, straightened her

ended up in the depths of the water. In the end, it

with her recent feeling of being watched by a pair of cerle

It may be early autumn, but catching a chill is still a concern. Let’s go inside

the others hesitated to intervene further, wary of Stephanie’s

corridor as he hurried over, his

twinge of fear at the sight of George. She stood in her spot awkwardly

“Mrs. Wellington’s health and her kits are the most important

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

turned away, sulking, and followed Sandra and the others

hit me!” Stephanie couldn’t shake of her doubts, muttering

obediently depart with the

approached after gathering information from the staff, leaning in

just listened attentively but

swaying the edges of George’s clothing “There’s no need to mention

remark, George turned and walked back towards South

demeanor, Lost in thought, he glanced back towards the

backyard of Wellington Villa basked in the late afternoon sun, casting an exquisite glow over its serene

fish lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On the other side, a block

away.