When Love Comes Late

“Right now, this design is merely a two-dimensional plan.

Its true impact remains unseen.

I’m eager for you to see the final product when we visit the factory tomorrow to create the prototype.

”

Stella’s eyes sparkled with confidence as she gazed at her design.

Matthew admired her assured demeanor and inquired softly, “When did you decide on the factory? Why not use Prosperity Group’s clothing department?”

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Stella gently shook her head.

“I’m collaborating as my personal studio with Mia, so I thought it best to independently source a factory.

”

Sensing Matthew’s possible concerns, she reassured him, “Don’t worry.

Miley recommended this factory.

It’s trustworthy.

”

Matthew’s lips tightened, unconvinced by her approach.

Stella, sensing his hesitance, swiftly diverted the conversation.

“Do you have a color palette? I need it to show you the dress’s color scheme.

You’ll be the first to see it!” She winked at him teasingly.

Smiling resignedly, Matthew complied and handed her the palette.

Stella, bubbling with excitement, displayed the dress’s color scheme, seeking his input.

Matthew offered his full support.

Setting aside his tablet and the color palette, he turned Stella’s chair to face him.

“Even if you don’t want Prosperity Group involved, may I accompany you to the factory as your husband?”

Stella’s initial surprise gave way to happiness.

“Of course.

So, you like the design too? I’m truly excited for the sample dress.

”

Matthew sighed inwardly, noting her focus on the dress over his mention of her husband.

“It’s late.

Take your medicine and rest well.

” He stroked her hair.

“Stella, the villa in Prosper Bay is now our home.

The studio is just that, a studio, okay?”

Matthew had initially intended for Stella to stay at Prosper Bay only temporarily.

As time passed, however, the thought of her absence filled him with an unbearable loneliness.

Stella pondered deeply.