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Chapter 468 Blame Eddie for My Emotional Crisis
Chapter 468 Blame Eddie for My Emotional Crisis
A long motorcade rolled slowly out of the airport.
The butler handed Stellaasmall thermal container, smiling fondly “Miss,MadamDiana heard you’ve had little appetite lately. She figured you might not have eaten well on theplaneeither,soshe had this prepared for you”
At the mention of her mother.Stella’sthroat tightened with emotion. “Is my mom home!”
The butler shook his head. “Madam Diana left early this morning. She won’t be back until tonight. She asked me to tell you- wait for her at home, and don’t wander off.”
That “don’t wander off” pulled Stella straight back to her childhood.
Everyweekend, her mom would say the same thing before heading out. “Be good and stay home. Some friends will come over to play. Don’t run off…
The Luke and Dawson families heldaspecialposition in Falvaria–both openly and behind the scenes, they had many rivals.
Even though the Dawson name struck fear into people’s hearts, they still wanted to avoid unnecessary risks.
So when Stella was young, even after she made friends, she wasn’t allowed to go out and play with them. Instead, her friends had to come visit her at home.
Abraham took the thermal container and lifted the lid. The fragrant steam that escaped was a scent Stella knew well
Every single day she’d spent away these past few years had felt endlessly long-
She missed Falvaria terribly–missed everything about it. But most of all, she missed her family.
So she buried herself in work,dayin anddayout.
Maybe that was the only way to make the longing a little more bearable…
But now she wasback. And with just a whiff of that familiar soup, it felt like those endless years had passed in a blink.
“Want some?” Abraham asked softly.
Stella nodded. “Yeah.”
Even though her tastes had changed a lot lately, she still wanted to drink it.
She remembered this soup–it was her mother’s specialty.
Lorette especiallylovedtocook. No matter how busy she was, she always enjoyed making meals for her children herself. When Stella was little and frail, it was Lorette who practically nursed her back to health, spoon by spoon.
At first, she didn’t know much about making soup. But thinking Stellahadinherited her father’s weak constitution, she eventually learned
Stella cradled the thermal container in her arms and took a sip. “Mmm. it’s good. Just like I remember.
“Madamsaidit used to be your favorite,” the butler said gently. “So she got up extra early to make it before heading out.”
Hearing that, Stella’s throat felt tighter than ever. It ached now–so did her nose. She couldn’t say a single word.
Her teary eyes glanced at Abraham
He caught her look and knew exactlywhatwas on her mind. Smiling gently, he reached over to ruffle her hair. “Eddie’s the one whopassedthe message along
Stella was stunned. That big–mouthed Eddie He didn’t even realize I might be pregnant and he went and told them? Then how did he
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Chapter 468 Blame Eddie for My Emotional Crisis
Considering Eddie’s reputation for medical brilliance, Stella couldn’t help but question howhe
place.
She downed the soup in big gulps, draining the thermal container completely.
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When she handed the empty container backtothe butler, heglancedinside and smiled, clearly pleased.
“Madam Diana was worried your appetite wouldn’t be good and you wouldn’t be able to drink much. If she knew you finisheditall, she’d be so happy.”
What mother didn’t want her child to love the food she made?
Truthfully, Stella hadn’t really wanted to drink it.
But thinking about how her mother had woken up early to cook it before going out, she finished every last drop.
The butler’s voice softened with emotion. “Miss,afterall these years away.. you’ve really grown up.”
She was thoughtful now–caring.
Lookingback, it had always been Stella who was the gentleandconsiderate one. MissMarie, on the other hand, had been wild and headstrong.
She was always off somewhere, never home.
Madam Diana used to worry about her too–but with Marie, there wasn’t much she could do. She just couldn’t be controlled.
Stella looked at Abraham. “Can we go to Victor’s place first?”
Theyhad agreed to pick up Soso right after landing
Abraham checked the time on his watch and nodded. “Yeah.” Then he turned to the butler. “Gowith her to Victor’s.”
“Yes, sir.”
The butler nodded.
Stella asked,“You’re not coming with me?”
“I’ve got something to handle over here,” Abraham said. “Once you pick up Tessa, head straight home.”
Hearing that, Stella didn’t press further. She simply nodded. “Okay.”
Seeing how obedient shewas, Abraham gently stroked her soft hair and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
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