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.

have the nerve to

Stephanie’s safety was paramount to everyone. Dominick’s berce protectiveness over her had been

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

had pushed

as though something had hurtled directly at her with a

her thorough scrutiny of the surroundings. Stephanie couldn’t

here. Look for something hard about the size of a clenched fist, weighing perhaps two pounds… Her attempt to articulate the nature of the object was more a reflection of her instincts than a clear

Wellington, the largest of these cobblestones weighs no more one pound. There’s nothing as huge as you’ve

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

Wellington, the doctor has

was visibly shaken upon hearing the maid’s account of the incident. Though she was relieved

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

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

about anything else as well investigate this thoroughly. We will not allow anyone to cause trouble

Stephanie was concerned about.

some people might

matter how hard you try to find them, Stephanie replied, her brow furrowed deeply. She

stood by the edge earlier. No one had pushed her, yet she had ended up in the depths of the water. In the end, it

when coupled with her recent feeling of being watched by a pair of cerle eyes. Frustration gnawed

be early autumn, but catching a chill is still a concern. Let’s

to

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

a twinge of fear at the sight of George. She stood in

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

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

she turned away, sulking, and followed Sandra and the others as

impossible! Something definitely hit me!” Stephanie couldn’t

the end of the corridor, watching Stephanie obediently depart with the maids. Then,

information from the staff, leaning

just listened attentively but offered

swaying the edges of George’s clothing

turned and walked back towards

Lost in thought, he glanced back towards the direction of

in the

in one corner of the pool, where tropical fish lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On the

away.