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

the walls of Wellington Villa, Stephanie’s safety was paramount to everyone.

to her aid as she slowly regained her composure, her brows furrowing deeply in contemplation for what felt

had pushed

hurtled directly at her with a

scrutiny of the surroundings. Stephanie couldn’t discern

perhaps two pounds… Her attempt to articulate the nature of the object was more a reflection of her instincts than a clear

more one pound. There’s nothing as huge as you’ve

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

the

upon hearing the maid’s account of the incident. Though she was relieved that the situation seemed less

defiance flickered in her eyes as she

she muttered to herself, refusing to be seen as

is paramount now that you’re pregnant, Sandra said, sensing Stephanie’s frustration. “You don’t need to worry about anything else as well investigate this thoroughly. We will not allow anyone to cause trouble at Wellington Villa, Sandra reassured,

Stephanie was concerned about.

people might get

with it, no matter how hard you try to find them, Stephanie replied, her brow furrowed deeply. She pushed Sandra away slightly, straightened her posture,

edge earlier. No one had pushed her, yet she had ended up in the depths of the water. In the end, it would be said that it was her own

recent feeling of being watched by a pair of cerle eyes. Frustration gnawed at her,

may be early autumn, but catching a chill is still a concern. Let’s go inside first.” Sandra urged from behind, trying to reason

and the others hesitated to intervene further,

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

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

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

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

look at George’s darkening expression. Instead, she turned away, sulking, and followed Sandra and the others as

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

Stephanie obediently depart with the maids.

leaning in

just listened attentively but

of George’s clothing “There’s

George turned and walked back

thought, he glanced back towards the direction of the pool

of Wellington Villa basked in the late afternoon sun, casting

lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On the other side,

away.