Chapter 70
Jullen’s confession was straightforward, leaving Shelmaine unsure of what to say.
After a moment, she finally spoke, “Please don’t trouble Beatrix.“!
“Okay, I won’t bother her. Can you answer my call then? I’ll call you now.”
Fearing Shelmaine might change her mind, Julien quickly hang up and called her from another phone. The screen lit up again, and Shelmine answered but didn’t say anything Jullen asked about her well–being. “Are you feeling any better? Where do you feel unwell?”
“I’m feeling much better. She had specifically instructed Beatrix not to tell anyone about her miscarriage, and from the looks of it, Julien was likely unaware.
“Can I come and visit you?
Shelaine immediately relused, “It’s not convenient “‘
“understand. When will it be? Julien was persistent and determined. He always managed to bring the conversation back around no matter how Shelmaine rejected him. Shelmaine admired him for his patience and good temper. She said, “I’m tired. I’m sorry, Jul..”
“Get some rest. Your health is important,” Julein said gently. He sounded even more concerned about her than she was for herself.
After hanging up, shelmaine robbed her temples. She didn’t feel relieved, and her mood was somber and negative instead
She might not have recovered so quickly if she hadn’t been holding on to that bit of pride and unwillingness.
The day she had surgery in the hospital, she sensed something odd about the doctor performing the operation. She couldn’t quite describe it and had no evidence. There was nothing she could do even if she suspected the doctor. Anyone who wanted to scheme against her would have done it cleanly and left no trace behind.
Shelmaine closed her eyes, but her mind was filled with this matter. She couldn’t shake it off.
In the following days, Julien continued to check in on her, asking how she was doing every day.
For the first couple of days, Shelmaine occasionally replied with a thank you. After a few days, she began to ask if he had eaten and what he was doing, including simple daily greetings.
To Julien, these responses were enco
were encouraging. They were Shelmaine’s way of replying, and he was pleased.
He even wanted to have voice chats with her since they could still talk even if they couldn’t meet.
But Shelmaine didn’t agree to a voice call and declined Julien didn’t insist and quickly shifted the conversation to other topics.
After some time, Shelmaine’s health improved significantly, and she was about to return to the studio.
The studio’s orders weren’t affected much. After learning from Natasha’s incident, Shelmaine became much more cautious and stopped taking on mid to low–tier work, focusing on high–end custom orders instead
Connections were one factor, but so was the quality of designs. She personally oversaw and supervised each project to avoid any issues in any aspect.
Of course, the studio didn’t have enough staff, so Shelmine hired two more designers.
She aimed for steady development and focused on laying a solid foundation With Isabelle’s help in introducing clients from South Haven, her orders gradually stabilized. Julien sent a message that afternoon to invite Shelmaine to dinner, and she agreed.
Before heading out to meet him, Isabelle called to chat and brought up the Hasting family. She mentioned that Carl was having another lover outside of his marriage and the woman was pregnant.
The woman caused a fuss about wanting to keep the child, and the matter was known to some people although it hadn’t blown up public.
Isabelle commented, “Like father, like son. Their family really is rotten to the core.”
Shelmaine had to admit that was true. They were all anftul people, including Samuel
But this also explained why her life had been relatively calm lately. Perhaps Eliana was preoccupied, or perhaps with the child gone, Eliana felt that Shelmine could rest easy Shelmaine often thought about the child she had lost, the child she really wanted to bring to the world, but she had no ability to do so.
When Julien met Shelmaine that evening, he frowned slightly but quickly returned to normal. He seemed to know what had happened but at the same time, seemed unavate He didn’t ask Shelmane about it and was as gentlemanly and attentive to her as before
Their conversation Ingers revolved aread a few, never venturing into sensitive areas. They talked about music, movies, and work.
