After a pause, her concern shifted toward Stella, her eyes laden with anxiety. “Stella, are you alright? Were you hurt?”
Silence hung heavy as Stella processed the unfolding events, her intuition tingling with suspicion.
They had thoroughly vetted the chandelier’s installation prior to the event, double-checking every detail to ensure its stability. The sudden catastrophe was not just unlikely-it seemed impossible. A nagging doubt crept into Stella’s mind, suggesting that perhaps there was more to this incident than a mere accident. Something sinister was afoot, and she felt an imperative need to uncover it.
Matthew pressed Lindsay once more, his concern evident. “Are you truly alright? Please, don’t push yourself beyond your limits.”
Lindsay, mustering a fragile smile, assured him gently, “I’m fine, really. A quick bandage is all I need. I can stand guard over Stella. After all, if I could shield you, surely I can protect her too.”
Her statement cast a veil of confusion over the crowd, leaving them to murmur among themselves, puzzled by her intent.
Stella was equally bewildered by Lindsay’s declaration, but everyone present had witnessed her brave act firsthand. Compelled by a mix of duty and gratitude, she approached Lindsay with concern. “Do you need medical attention? I can arrange for transportation to the hospital. It’s my responsibility that you’re hurt.”
Pale but resolute, Lindsay declined softly, “No, thank you. It’s merely a scratch, truly nothing grave.”
The crowd’s whispers swelled into a chorus of admiration for Lindsay’s selfless spirit. An onlooker noted, “Earlier, Stella publicly pointed out Lindsay’s mistake, making it clear the backstage area was off-limits, but Lindsay showed no bitterness and courageously came to Stella’s rescue in that critical moment. What a magnanimous heart.”
Stella found herself in a tight spot, as if she was forced to be indebted to Lindsay. She inhaled deeply and offered her thanks.
“Thank you, Lindsay.”
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At that juncture, Robin appeared, his features twisted in anger, berating Stella. “Is that all? Just a thank you? Lindsay put her life on the line for you while constrained to a wheelchair, and yet you dismiss her heroism with a few words?”
Stella’s annoyance flickered across her face, ruffled by Robin’s sudden outburst. With other guests still present, she suppressed her vexation and probed, “And what more do you expect?”
In the midst of this tension, Lindsay grasped Robin’s hand, her eyes beseeching. “Please, let’s not be harsh on Stella. I assure you, I am fine. It was merely an unfortunate accident.”
Her voice, though soft, was laced with determination to quell any further discord.
Robin, however, remained unappeased, shaking off Lindsay’s touch with a fierce snap. “Lindsay, your kindness borders on folly. You’ve suffered greatly for Stella’s sake. Shouldn’t she reciprocate in some way?”
His stare bored into Stella with a clear display of discontent, as if he were a champion defending his sister’s honor.
Cornered by the situation, Lindsay’s eyes flickered with hesitation before settling on Stella with a solemn request. “Stella, there’s a favor I must ask of you.”
Stella’s brow creased, a shadow of disquiet threading through her features, yet she spoke with unwavering clarity. “Please, speak your mind.”
Lindsay drew a deep breath, her eyes sweeping across the gathering before elevating her voice, ensuring it reached every corner of the room. “This matter is one only you can address. I have just learned that Dr. Watts is due to visit Seamarsh shortly. He is the foremost specialist for my condition. It is my fervent wish… I earnestly hope that Matthew could accompany me during my treatment.”
The murmurs in the crowd stirred like leaves in a gentle breeze.
Speculation rippled through the assembled guests, their whispers intertwining. “Why does Matthew need to be with her? What ties them together so intimately?”
A web of rumors spun swiftly through the air, each thread tinged with intrigue and curiosity.
Holding Stella’s gaze, Lindsay’s eyes gleamed with a complex blend of anticipation and mischief, silently reveling in the discomfort she suspected this request might inflict. Her heart held a quiet hope that Stella’s acquiescence would fan the flames of gossip, potentially casting shadows upon Stella and Matthew’s union.