Chapter 1047
When Love Comes Late
Brook glanced at Stella with an apologetic expression, gesturing with crossed fingers.
He dared not say more.
Seated in the chair, Luka raised his eyebrows.
âMy time is valuable.
Why donât you hurry up?â
Confronted with his arrogant gaze, Stella felt as if she were dealing with a devil.
She took a deep breath, maintaining a forced smile.
âIâll go.
â
Setting aside the measuring tape, Stella turned and hurried to the workroom.
She began to painstakingly push the heavy racks one after the other.
After several trips, she was breathless and exhausted, silently cursing Luka.
If she had known he was this difficult to deal with, she would have steered clear of him from the start.
âNarcissistic! Demon! Bastard!â Stella muttered a few more choice words to vent her anger as she held the last rack.
Despite her frustration, she still had to move the rack.
If it werenât for the need for Lutherâs film to boost her studioâs credit and reputation, she wouldnât have endured such insults and humiliation.
Suppressing her anger, Stella reluctantly accepted the mistreatment as she dragged the rack into place.
Just as she started a new round of curses, she felt the rack become noticeably Lighter.
Turning around, she was surprised to see Matthew assisting her.
Stella hesitated for a moment, moved by the unexpected help.
However, as she recalled their ongoing silent treatment and Matthewâs radio silence throughout the morning, she quickly restrained herself.
If Matthew hadnât neglected to contact her, she wouldnât have wandered absentmindedly, offended Luka, and become a target for his disdain.
In a cold tone, Stella asked, âWhat are you doing here?â
Matthew felt relieved that she initiated the conversation.
âIâm just here to lend you a hand.
â
âNo, thanks.
â Stella stubbornly refused.
âI donât need your help for such a small thing.
â
Observing her steadfast expression, Matthew understood that her anger had subsided somewhat.
He lowered his head and covered his stomach with his hand, feigning pain.