Chapter 1824
When Love Comes Late
As Cordell departed, Stella finally eased her tension.
She clasped Matthewâs hand, a smile gracing her lips as she remarked, âNow, all we need to do is await the results.
You cannot fathom the challenges I faced while retrieving that hair.
â
She pressed her hand to her chest, reflecting on the recent events.
The sensation lingered, akin to surviving a calamity.
Matthew couldnât suppress his amusement.
âTruly?â
Observing Stellaâs soiled attire, he furrowed his brow.
âWhat occurred?â
Stella cast her gaze downward, admitting, âIt was Elizabethâs doing, unintentionallyâ¦â
She recounted to Matthew in intricate detail how she requested Elizabeth to buy coffee and seized Bellaâs hair under the guise of offering hairpin.
âFortunately, my acting skills served me well.
Bella detected nothing awry, but Elizabethâs behavior was odd, especially post-coffee purchase.
That was when my clothes got stained.
However, her disdain for me is no secret.
Her reaction was unsurprising.
â
Witnessing her elation, Matthew offered a faint smile.
âExcellent.
We await the results.
â
Stella expressed eagerly, âIâve waited for this moment for so long.
A few more days wonât matter.
If only Bella truly turns out to be my mother.
â
Stella and Matthew engaged in conversation for a while.
Matthew recounted the dayâs events involving Rylie and jestingly remarked, âI heard you dropped my name when you dismissed Rylie today.
Rare sight, to use my authority to intimidate others.
How did it feel? Does my name carry weight?â
Stella felt a hint of embarrassment at his words.
She feigned seriousness and countered, âAm I not entitled to lean on your influence? Or do you prefer others invoking your name?â
Matthew enveloped her in his embrace, affirming, âNo one but you has that privilege.
Iâm yours.
You can do whatever you want.
Henceforth, when you step out, make it known that Matthew is your husband.
â
His tone, smooth and alluring, held a captivating allure.
At his words, Stellaâs cheeks flushed even darker.
Matthew playfully pinched her cheek and remarked, âItâs been a while, yet you still blush at my words.
I wonder, if I were to do something else, would your blush deepen further?â
Stella shot him a defiant glare.
âWho said Iâm shy?â
Matthewâs smile widened.
âYouâre not the shy one here.
That blush wasnât yours.
â
Stellaâs embarrassment shifted to irritation.
âEnough!â
She playfully punched his chest, to which Matthew responded with laughter.
After a brief moment of playfulness, Stellaâs expression grew serious.
âI still find it odd.
Did you notice Bellaâs demeanor yesterday? She seemed agitated and almost hostile toward me, but today sheâs back to normal.
Whatâs going on?â
After pondering for a moment, Matthew proposed, âPerhaps the misunderstanding has been rectified, leading her to realize her misinterpretation and subsequently alter her demeanor.
â
Reflecting on Bellaâs recent behavior, Stella experienced an odd sensation, yet she struggled to conceive of any alternative explanation aside from Matthewâs proposition.