Chapter 734

With a contented sigh, Stella leaned back against the bathtub and gently closed her eyes.

After what felt like an eternity, she was roused by a soft knock on the door.

Blinking open her eyes, she was momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar surroundings.

It took her a second to realize she’d dozed off in the tub.

“Stella?” Matthew’s voice resonated from outside the door.

Snapping to attention, Stella sat up abruptly, splashing water in the process.

“I’ll be out shortly,” she called out.

Noticing that the bathwater hadn’t cooled much, she surmised she hadn’t been asleep for long.

Nevertheless, Matthew was already waiting.

Resolute, she stood up to rinse away the soap suds with the handheld shower.

Just as she was about to step out of the tub, her foot slipped, sending her tumbling back.

“Ah!” Stella let out a scream, gripping the tub’s edge tightly for support.

The door burst open, and Matthew dashed in.

Stella was momentarily stunned to see him in such a setting.

Unfazed by her expression, Matthew’s primary concern was evident.

“Are you alright?” he asked anxiously.

“No, it’s nothing.

I just slipped, that’s all.

Please, step outside,”

Stella articulated, her voice laced with nervousness.

It was only at this point that Matthew realized Stella was entirely unclothed in the bathtub.

He froze, his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.

For a brief instant, he was at a loss how to respond.

Stella had been in the bathroom for an unusually long time.

He had come out of concern.

When he heard her cry out, he burst in without a second thought, never anticipating the scene that would greet him.

Sensing Matthew’s lack of reaction, Stella hurriedly raised her arms to shield her chest.

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she sank further into the water.

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“Please, leave now,” she insisted.

She had never felt so mortified before.

It was her own fault, really.

She had been too distracted to notice the slippery surface underfoot.

“I apologize,” Matthew finally said, averting his gaze and turning his back to her.

“Are you all right? How’s your wound?”

Stella peeked up to find Matthew looking away, a subtle wave of relief washing over her.

She lowered her arms and replied, “I’m fine.