Chapter 923
When Love Comes Late
Struggling to rise amidst her pain, Stella shouted, âGreg, please, spare me.
Whatever you want, Iâll give it to you.
Just donât touch Gregâs grin only broadened.
Feeding off Stellaâs struggle, his desire grew with each of her movements.
He reached out, caressing Stellaâs face with unbridled audacity.
âI just want you.
What could be more enticing than Matthewâs wife?â
âf@ck off!â Overwhelmed with disgust, Stella pushed Greg with all her might.
However, his body was like an immovable wall.
Laughing, he leaned in closer once again.
The scent of Stella seemed to invigorate him further as he inhaled deeply.
âDonât touch me! Leave me alone!â Stellaâs voice was thick with desperation, her pleas echoing louder in the pitch-dark theater.
As Greg leaned in for a ki*s, a sudden loud bang resounded, followed by brisk, steady footsteps.
A beam of light pierced through the darkness from the entrance.
Feeling Gregâs grip loosen, Stella, still in a daze, didnât focus on who had arrived.
She quickly rolled away from him.
The sound of bones cracking and Gregâs agonized cries filled the air.
She froze in shock, only to feel a warm, strong hand gently take hold of her arm.
âItâs over,â came a familiar voice, bringing a rush of emotions.
âMatthew?â Stellaâs voice quivered.
The next moment, she was clinging tightly to Matthew, and her tears were flowing uncontrollably.
âWhen did you get back?â she managed to ask between sobs.
Matthew wrapped an arm around her waist.
âI wanted to surprise you.
Itâs over now.
Stop crying.
And donât worry.
Iâve already sent Blue Flameâs assistant away.
â
Gradually finding comfort in his presence, Stella let out a deep, affirming sigh.
After a few moments, Stellaâs attention shifted to Gregâs cries.
âDonât let him get away this time,â she said to Matthew, clenching her jaw.
Before she could say more, a cheerful voice called out from the doorway, âMatthew, Iâve already called the police.
â
Stellaâs brow furrowed in recognition of the voice, which seemed vaguely familiar.