Crossroads

Chapter 203

“Why does it have to be your These words from Dominick the other night lingered in her mind.

They were so soft, so faint, yet so melancholy.

She looked down at the blood–red pendant in her palm, her expression frozen, her thoughts heavy.

“Mrs, Wellington, Mr. Hayes is waiting for you downstairs,” Sandra gently reminded her, knocking twice on the bedroom door.

Stephanie snapped back to reality,

“Okay, she responded absentmindedly, tightly gripping the pendant. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her clothes and headed downstairs.

“Mrs. Wellington, your due date is next month. Please take care of yourself and your emotions.” Sandra was worried and accompanied her down the

stairs.

Ever since she returned from Molly’s place, Stephanie had become very withdrawn. The Wellingtons‘ servants didn’t know what had transpired, but they sensed her deep sadness.

“It’s due next month. Why couldn’t they wait another month to tell me?” She walked carefully, each step deliberate, speaking softly to herself, words only she could hear.

Breeze Villa living room on the first floor was empty, with only Vincent standing in the center. ““When did you meet Oscar?“” he asked directly, cutting to the chase,”

Stephanic approached him, clearly seeing the cold look on his face. When his eyes met hers, they were filled with suspicion and unfamiliarity.

“I told you before, I’ve known him for a long time,” she said, sitting on the sofa, not wanting to face his suspicion.

Though she and Vincent were considered good friends, the way he looked at her now made it seem as if she could never fit into their world.

“Is that pendant from Oscar…” Vincent’s face remained stern. He had so many questions for her, but as soon as he started to speak, he couldn’t continue,

a perfect circle when put together.

ask, so Stephanie raised her head and answered openly, “Oscar and I were betrothed when we were

expression changed drastically,

which she admitted it, her attitude, and every

the deal now?

it weren’t for Oscar, if it weren’t for the debt, we wouldn’t have to bother with

owed Oscar a life. He owed

gripping her shoulders, angrily questioning her, “Dominick married you. You’re carrying his child. How is he

His words

her, but how else could

a heavy weight on his chest,

listening to his mocking words

be you? That same phrase echoed

no anger, no smashing the pendant to pieces. He was so calm

hir.

stretching on. The only thought in her mind was how

wanted to say something at that moment, but the words

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Chapter 203

turn away, open the

step, he vanished from

in the hallway, but as she watched his

to remain cold no matter how she tried to warm it. Suddenly, Stephanie

night, she

Wellington Villa, and no one knew where he

avoiding this? Perhaps he didn’t even know

you trying to

grew unchecked in a remote, desolate area between Frostvale and Caclorium. Recent heavy rains had turned the dirt roads into muddy pits, and the nearby barren hills had been stripped of trees, leaving only

unexpectedly simple courtyard house. Moss covered the outer walls, and the roof tiles were sparse and leaky from years of exposure to