When Love Comes Late

He reached out to wipe away the tears that had gathered in Stella’s eyes, cupping her face with both hands.

Then, he pressed a tender ki*s to her cheek, “Stella, you deserve the best.

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After breakfast, Matthew headed off to work, leaving Stella alone in his study to tackle the test assigned by Mia, which involved designing with pearls.

With several pristine sheets of paper before her, Stella initially struggled to commence.

The task felt daunting, with an expansive scope and no defined models or settings to guide her.

The blank page seemed to mock her, making it challenging to begin.

Stella sketched a few design ideas, but her critical eye couldn’t find satisfaction in any of them.

Frustration built up, causing her to set the pen aside and massage her aching wrist.

After some contemplation, she powered up her computer, hoping to find inspiration online.

Pearls were rarely incorporated into her clothing designs, and integrating them seamlessly posed a considerable challenge.

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The memory of seeing Mia in that exquisite dress the previous night only added to the pressure she felt.

As she perused the designs of renowned fashion designers on the internet, Stella fixated on the idea of creating something that would instantly captivate Mia’s attention and make her design unique.

Her mouse scrolled endlessly until, at last, inspiration struck.

Stella hurriedly opened her digital drawing board, eager to put her newfound ideas into sketches.

However, to her surprise, when she powered up the drawing software, a design drawing materialized before her eyes.

It was a necklace bearing Tobin’s signature.

Matthew had designed it?

Stella couldn’t help but examine it more closely.

The necklace was unmistakably feminine, yet KlassicLuxe hadn’t featured Tobin’s designs in a long time, and this particular necklace had never been offered for sale.

The date on the design revealed that Matthew had completed it a while ago.

Could he have designed it casually?

But as quickly as this notion emerged, Stella dismissed it.

A casual sketch wouldn’t exhibit such attention to detail and color coordination.

So, who was the intended recipient of Matthew’s creation?

Aware that her thoughts were spiraling, Stella swiftly closed the design file, attempting to rein in her overactive imagination.

It was just a necklace, after all.

There was no need to be so sensitive.

She had to trust Matthew.

Furthermore, during her time as Matthew’s personal assistant, she hadn’t noticed any suspicious connections or affairs involving him.