Chapter 272
When Love Comes Late
He cautioned him, âKeep your voice down.
Letâs listen to what Matthew has to say first.
â
Hearing this, Neville grunted and reclined on the chair.
Matthew took another sip of whisky.
Several seconds passed as he stared blankly at his glass.
Finally, he said slowly, âAll that happened in the past was just a misunderstanding.
I know better now.
Besides, for the sake of my company and my grandmotherâs health, getting a divorce now isnât the right thing to do.
â
âBullshit!â Neville wasnât having it.
He felt that Matthew was lying through his teeth.
Just as he was about to get short with him, Cordell stopped him.
He shook his head at Neville, then turned to look at Matthew, and asked calmly, âMatthew, letâs get this straight.
You are going to meet Stella, settle all your differences, and begin to live as a couple.
Is that what you are saying?â
Matthew pursed his lips and seemed to be thinking about it.
After a long time, he replied, âYeah, but I just hope that she doesnât hate me very much.
â
Nevilleâs eyes widened.
Cordell also frowned.
In all the years Neville and Cordell had known Matthew, this was the first time they were witnessing him be humble.
They didnât know how to respond to this unusual behavior.
From what they could remember, Vivien was the only woman who they saw around Matthew.
She would try to start conversations and flatter him, but Matthew would respond dryly.
He only entertained her at all for his motherâs sake.
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It was hard to believe that the man they knew was the same one sitting here being depressed because of a woman.
Wasnât he supposed to be cold and uncaring?
Besides, heâd hated everything about this woman.
What could have happened?
Neville and Cordell exchanged confused looks.
The room was deadly silent.
Not a sound could be heard.
Matthew looked awful.
He downed another glass within a second.
He had used his time on the road to think.