Crossroads

Stephanie looked at George and Brad suspiciously. Since they didn't want to tell her, she would not ask further questions.

"Grandpa, I want to go back to the old apartment to pack some things."

"Br sale."

Although George was widely respected and wore a strict face every day, he was not as indifferent and stern as others thought. Compared with his grandson Dominick, George was more open-minded and easier to get along with.

"Got it"

She responded and followed the driver out.

Yesterday, while chatting on the phone with her aunt and bringing up old memories, Stephanie remembered that her small wooden box was missing. Too much had happened in the past few months, and she was not sure where she had put it.

The car drove smoothly and quickly. After thinking for a while, she turned to look out of the window and saw that she had arrived at the old apartment where she used to live.

"I want to stay at the apartment for half a day. You can go back first. If I need anything, I'll call you, and then you come pick me up." As Stephanie said it, she opened the car door and walked out.

"Okay, Mrs. Wellington, please pay attention to your own safety."

The driver nodded towards her and did not dare to accompany her. He stepped on the accelerator and left soon.

Stephanie walked into the shabby apartment building. There was no elevator, so she could only climb the stairs step by step. She took out the keys from her bag while thinking about where her small wooden box was.

"Ms. Reed, you're here."

A man walked out of the opposite door and greeted her with a smile.

Stephanie didn't recognize him. He seemed to be a new resident, so she politely replied, "Hello." Then she took out the key, opened the door, and walked in.

After closing the door, Stephanie suddenly realized that he even knew her surname was Reed.

Somewhat curious, she lay in front of the door and looked through the peephole in the door. Seeing that the man had locked the door and gone downstairs, she didn't think much about it. She would go back to Wellington Villa in the afternoon anyway.

After rummaging through this small apartment twice, she still couldn't find her small wooden box t it in Nelson Villa.

Stephanie wondered if she had left it in She was a little upset and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost noon Stephanie sorted out the messy clothes and stuffed them back. If the wooden box were at Nelson Villa, it would be a bit embarrassing for her to go there and get it, Suddenly, there was a knock on the doop Stephanie looked startled and quickly walked out of the bedroom.

However, before she could step forward, the door clicked open.

When she was wondering who had the key, she asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

Stephanie looked at Kevin in front of her with a wary and puzzled expression. Moreover, he was carrying a large bag of fresh vegetables and meat in his right hand.

"I bought some food and came over to cook for you," he seemed to be in a good mood and said in a natural tone. Then he walked straight towards the kitchen.

"Kevin!"

Stephanie shouted at him in a complicated tone and followed him quickly.

Kevin was really strange today. He was wearing casual clothes and seemed completely different from the angry and hopeless look of yesterday. He turned on the faucet and began to wash vegetables seriously.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Stephanie stood behind him, not daring to approach him.

Kevin seemed to have not heard her question and looked indifferent. He looked down at his watch and whispered, "It's almost noon, Steffi. Please wait for me in the living room for a while. I'll be there soon." His voice was brisk, as if cooking was his hobby.

But Stephanie knew that he had never had the habit of cooking.

"What happened to you?"

She couldn't help but step forward and then snatched the big shopping bag from his hand.

"Steffi, I know you don't like eggs," he still had a smile on his face and softened his voice as if to coax her, "so I bought a lot of food you like to eat today. Give these to me and just wait outside to eat."

Stephanie stood next to him with a stunned look, wondering what had happened to him.

She looked at a fierce lobster on the counter that was desperately resisting. Kevin didn't know how to cook at all, so he was a little at a loss. His finger was pricked by the hard shell of the lobster and was bleeding.

"Kevin, stop fussing around!"

Stephanie couldn't stand it, so she grabbed the kitchen knife on the side and cut the lobster into pieces.

Actually, she didn't know how to cook either, so she was very surprised to see Dominick frying fish for her the last time.

Kevin looked a little embarrassed. "Steffi, I heard your aunt said that you like men who can cook, and I can..."

Stephanie stared at him and found that his expression was a bit flattering If he had said these words to her when they were just married, she would definitely have been very moved.

"Kevin, I know you feel bad that you were tricked by Dominick, but it's too late. She didn't want to tangle with him anymore.

Steffi, effi, do you like the lobsters being steamed or fried?" Kevin continued to cook and asked patiently as if he didn't hear her words at all She glanced at his pretense and his clumsy movements of holding pots and plates.

"I don't eat seafood when I'm pregnant," she suddenly raised her voice and said.

At this moment, the smile on Kevin's face completely froze.

He was reminded that she was pregnant with Dominick's child, Kevin seemed to be unable to pretend any longer. He suppressed his anger and shouted angrily, "If Dominick hadn't interfered in our relationship, we would have been a very good couple..."

"Enough!"

Stephanie couldn't stand him, so she grabbed his arm and dragged him directly to the door. "Kevin, don't go crazy here. Get out!"

She was so angry that she slammed the door and locked it.

There was a banging sound from the old iron door.

Kevin, on the other side of the door, kept yelling as if he had lost control.

However, he occasionally softened his voice and said, "Steffi, I won't make trouble anymore. I listen to you, I can change it as you like. We used to be a couple." As he spoke, he couldn't suppress his anger and unwillingness. Stephanie ignored him and looked at the shaking iron door, feeling very irritated.

She didn't want to deal with either what Dominick had done to Kevin or those people like Claire.

She walked into the kitchen to clean up, preparing to throw the big bag of food into the trash can, but Kevin's annoying voice still came from outside the door, If she went out now, she would be pestered by him. Although she was usually aggressive, she would dislike herself for being soft-hearted sometimes.

She looked through the bag of food expressionlessly, picked out some vegetables and beef, and decided to make lunch by herself.

Remembering that there was some pasta at home, she threw them into the pot and boiled them. Although the beef was hard to chew and the vegetables did not look very good, she still ate them. She would wait to go out until Kevin left. "Sure enough. I should find a cook as my husband," she sighed while chewing on the unpalatable beef.

Stephanie had this realization a long time ago, so her birthday wish in her senior year of high school was that she would meet a man who was good at cooking and good to her.

But her wish card was taken away by someone unknown. She thought that since an unscrupulous person destroyed her wish card, her wish didn't come true. Stephanie hadn't been back to this small and shabby apartment for a long time. Wellington Villa was too big and too luxurious. When she returned there, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

After eating, Stephanie put away the dishes and went back to her small room to rest for a while.

Gradually, she began to feel sleepy, and when she woke up, it was almost sunset.

"Oops!" She had promised George to return to Wellington Villa before six o'clock.

She quickly got up from the bed, straightened her clothes, grabbed her bag, and walked out.

But as soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. The light on the stairs of this old apartment building had been broken for a long time, and no one had/repaired-it it was a little dim at sunset, but she could clearly recognize the person lying on the stairs. Chapter 88

"Kevin!" Stephanie called him with a complex expression.

There were at least eight empty beer bottles at his feet. He completely ignored what others would think of him and just sat on t ground, leaning against the rusty stair railing. He even grabbed the bottle and continued to drink.

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"Stephanie.

Hearing her voice, he turned to look at her with a forced smile.

"Stephanie, you. You finally came out." His words were broken, and it was obvious that he had drunk too much.

Stephanie's face turned dark with anger. "What are you doing? You are a man!

You got into trouble and just got drunk here!"

"I don't know where to go."

He seemed to sober up after being yelled at by her. He smelled of alcohol and said vaguely, "At home, my mother and Claire are so annoying I...I don't want to go back.

"Stephanie, I don't even know where I should go. Where do you think I should go?" He kept talking when he was drunk.

While Kevin was talking, he held his right hand on the rusty stair railings and stood up slowly. Howeven his feet were unsteady, and he kicked the empty bottles at his feet with his leather shoes, causing the bottles to fall and break into pieces all over the stairs.

"Kevin, be carefull

Seeing this, Stephanie immediately stepped forward to support him, She thim sh wanted to scold him but she couldn't be strict with him, so she yelled at him angrily, "Go back! Your family will be worried about you,"

"I'm not going back to Nelson Villa!" he retorted angrily.

Kevin had drunk too much, and his body was so heavy that he was pressing down on Stephanie. She just wanted to help him to the side, but Kevin wrapped his arms around her and refused to let her go.

He burped with a hint of alcohol, and his voice got angrier. "It's Dominick who has caused this. He is the one who caused trouble and made us divorce. Steffi, can we start again?"

"Kevin, it's impossible for us! Please wake up!"

Stephanie was so angry that she wanted to slap him in the face. Seeing that he was so drunk and rude, she endured it, put her hand into her coat pocket, and took out her mobile phone.

She wanted to call the Nelson family and ask Stella to take Kevin back so as not to blame her for any accidents.

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"How can you you like him?

Kevin snatched her phone and threw it to the floor to vent his anger as if he was suddenly irritated by something.

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"You look down on me because he is the eldest grandson of the Wellington family." Kevin became more and more excited. He clasped her shoulders and shook her vigorously. He yelled angrily, "You know saved you on that high school graduation trip, so you just fell in love with him, right?

"you can't like him! No! No!!"

Stephanie was stunned.

She felt his anger and the smell of alcohol. She also noticed his words.

The person who had saved her that time turned out to be Dominick.

She looked stunned and didn't know how to describe her feelings. She murmured in a daze, "Did he save me?"

Kevin's face flushed after drinking too much. Seeing that she didn't respond, he nervously put his hands on her face and forced her to look at him.

He said excitedly. "Steffi, listen to mel During your high school trip, he must have sent people to take you away. He deliberately planned it. It was Dominick who had planned it from beginning to end..."

Stephanie didn't say anything and looked at Kevin in front of her, feeling even more confused.

"Steffi, those are all lies! You don't understand him, right? No one understands him, What kind of person is Dominick? He is so ruthless..."

"What kind of person do you think I am?" Suddenly, a deep voice came from the stairs.