Free Web NovelChapter 1544: Chapter 1544: Ian Shelby Faces Double Pressure
Just looking like that, Janelle’s smile grew even brighter, then she withdrew her gaze, leaning her head against his shoulder as they walked. freēwebnovel.com
"Janelle, why did you decide to become a piano teacher?"
Trevor still felt a bit reluctant, he said, "I originally planned to invite you to join my company, and have Simon select ten positions for you to choose from."
"Because I don’t want to work in a company." Janelle replied straightforwardly, "I don’t want to muddle through in the workplace, the gradual comfort is boring, becoming a strong woman has no meaning, I can’t find a sense of existence, maybe everyone has their own ambitions?"
Sister Sterling is a living example of being too busy with work, ignoring family, leading to divorce.
Growing up in a single-parent environment, she hopes more to have a complete and warm family in the future. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Trevor could understand this point too.
He didn’t insist, he stroked her smooth hair, "Everyone has their own dream, being a piano teacher is quite good too, I support you."
"Thanks!" Janelle gave him a big smile and shared one of her ideas, "Once I have some teaching experience, I want to teach the kids in the welfare home to play the piano!"
Trevor once again saw her kind-hearted side.
This kind of quality makes a person shine, Trevor was truly loving her more and more.
He said, "We can sponsor talented kids or let them choose aristocratic schools to receive better education, as long as Dean Quinn agrees."
"Actually, I’ve thought about this too, but right now I’m more worried about Wendy, she’s eight and has a disability in her left leg, her walking is not smooth, if she integrates into collective life like this, she might be ridiculed, and over time, it’ll lead to an inferiority complex affecting her entire life."
"We can talk to Dr. Shelby, let him try, maybe there’s hope?" Trevor suggested.
Janelle’s eyes widened in realization, "Yeah! Why didn’t I think of that??" Then she looked as if she saw hope, excitement rising within her, "We have Dr. Shelby! He must have a way, right?!"
"Right, no matter what, we have to find him and try!"
Then Janelle discussed the matter with him!
Under the night sky, in the snowy land.
With their phones turned off all day, Jocelyn Morgan and Ian Shelby walked silently in the snow, fingers interlocked.
The streetlight cast their shadows long and diagonally, as they looked up at a nearby streetlamp, their eyelids felt sore.
The silence of their path made the air around them hang with a hint of melancholy.
Lately, Ian had set his phone to silent mode because several numbers from Lorelei kept calling.
They wanted to discuss something he deeply resisted internally! The last call he took didn’t go well.
Ian had been under significant psychological pressure recently, often leading to insomnia, and at this moment, he was contemplating whether to tell Jocelyn about it.
Originally thinking to face it together, or considering she had the right to know.
But Jocelyn’s state wasn’t good, their relationship facing major obstructions from the Morgan family, Ian didn’t want to burden her further at this time.
Some pressure, he chose to bear silently on his own.
"Jocelyn." Ian tightly grasped her hand, "You’ve been out all day, with your phone off, won’t your family be worried?"
Jocelyn felt a slow, rising suffocation in her chest.
She shook her head and held his hand tightly, smiling as she said, "I’ve grown up, besides, Hailey knows when I left."
