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Chapter 1876
Stella recalled the days spent at the Saun family home.
Watching Wenham's tender care for the pot of roses, she noticed his demeanor softening. Was he seeing those
roses as reminders of someone he lost long ago?’
"Dad originally planned to build a greenhouse in the yard for them. He wanted to plant more roses, but then Darcie
had an allergic reaction. So, he put that idea on hold," Trevor shared.
Stella gave a wry smile. "That's quite the coincidence, isn't it?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer skepticism lingered. Rivera's temperature rarely dropped below minus four or five degrees. Roses aren't that
fragile. They shouldn't have perished after just two days of frost, even if they were a cultivated breed.
Of all the flowers, Darcie was allergic to the roses that Freesia loved so much. The issue did not seem entirely
coincidental.
"Trevor, why did you deliberately knock over that bowl of oats when we were downstairs? Did you find out
something? " Stella asked in a low voice.
Trevor shook his head. "I’m not sure. The nurse said the person who approached them was a man, but Darcie has
never been with any man."
"Could she have hired someone?"
"Why would you risk using someone who isn’t a trusted confidant for something as serious as taking a life?"
Stella fell silent. It was true; only those with a common interest were truly reliable.
She felt a chill run down her spine. 'If it really was her, then what kind of mindset did Darcie live with all these
years?' She shuddered at the thought.
"Stop thinking about it," Trevor said, patting her head comfortingly. "Focus on taking care of the baby and yourself.
I'll handle everything else."
Stella closed her eyes. If the plane crash resulted from foul play, it was likely that Darcie had taken precautions.
Trevor's investigation might put her in danger.
"Should we tell Dad about this?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTrevor sighed. "And what would we say? We have no evidence, Stella. Dad cares deeply for his late wife, but he and
Darcie have been together for twenty years. He can't act on an unproven accusation. It might even make him feel
guilty for suspecting her."
After a while, Trevor added, "I'm not fond of Darcie, but I really don't want it to be her. I was actually relieved when
I found out it was a man."
'If it weren't for the plane crash...'
Stella regained her senses and understood. Should Darcie be responsible for the incident, her father would likely be
the most devastated.