When Love Comes Late

“If you don’t go, I will.

”

With those words, she rose from the bed, intending to exit the room.

Matthew reached out and grasped her arm, yielding.

“Fine, I’ll leave.

Just don’t move.

”

Stella shrugged off his touch, pulled the quilt over herself, and turned her back to him, her anger and hurt showing.

Matthew gazed at her for a moment before turning and exiting the room.

A few moments later, Stella heard the front door close.

Taking a deep breath, she clutched the quilt tightly.

Her anger and hurt welled up inside her, and tears finally streamed down her cheeks.

Upon Matthew’s return to the car, he yanked off his tie, tossing it aside with an irritated slap on the steering wheel.

The uncertainty surrounding the condition of Stella’s injured hand weighed heavily on his mind.

He was determined to handle the situation properly, ensuring Stella’s peace of mind and focus on her work, without the burden of worry.

He couldn’t fathom how things had escalated to this point.

Quarreling with Stella was the last thing he wanted, but he found himself helpless when facing her.

He simply couldn’t bear to see her suffer unjustly.

With resolve, Matthew pressed down on the gas pedal and drove away from the villa.

He needed some distance to gather his thoughts and devise a plan to address the situation.

The car sped down the road, the gentle sea breeze providing a soothing backdrop to the picturesque scenery.

After a few laps around, the pent-up frustration in Matthew’s heart began to dissipate.

He regained his composure and started contemplating the issue at hand.

He had mishandled this situation.

From Stella’s perspective, they had put significant effort into reconciling.

As her husband, he had gone out for drinks without informing her, even using the excuse of overtime work.

Naturally, she would have her suspicions.

Especially given that Stella had been upset about his earlier secrecy regarding his true identity, this new hidden secret would surely upset her further.

Matthew resolved to rectify his mistake.

As a couple, they owed each other honesty.

Even if it was a small white lie, he shouldn’t have kept it from her.

She had every right to know.

Having made up his mind, Matthew accelerated towards Prosper Bay.