When Love Comes Late

According to the doctor, his mother would have died if she was brought in even a minute later.

Matthew felt indebted to Vivien since then.

She saved his mother’s life, so he was extra nice to her and granted all her wishes.

His mother particularly liked Vivien.

She even hoped that they would get married.

Just to make his mother happy, Matthew had tried for some time to get close to Vivien.

That was until he was put off by her sheer arrogance.

Her arrogance shot to the roof after she made a big debut with the help of Prosperity Group.

Matthew wanted to cut her off.

But when he remembered that she was his mother’s savior, he decided to put up with her excesses.

He avoided her entirely most times.

Matthew was roaming backstage when he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was Stella.

He saw that she was frantically trying to wipe the neckline of her white dress with a wet tissue.

However, her actions did very little to get rid of the wine stains.

With his hands in his pockets, Matthew walked over to her and said indifferently, “I can’t drive under the influence, so you have to drive me home.

”

“Huh?” Stella mumbled in confusion.

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She had her reservations, but she didn’t have the audacity to say no.

She just took his car keys and followed him to the parking Lot.

Once he pointed at his car, she opened the door for him.

She had just fastened her seat belt and was about to start the ignition when a hand suddenly appeared in front of her.

The hand was holding a few pieces of tissue.

A little surprised, Stella looked down at her stained neckline before she realized what he meant.

She nodded slightly and took them.

“Thank you, Mr.

Clark.

”

“You know what? This won’t do.

It’s inappropriate for you to continue wearing a stained dress.

Let’s go get you a change of clothes.

”

Matthew’s voice was void of any emotion.

At this point, Stella couldn’t refuse.

She thanked him again and started the car.

On the way, Stella glanced at Matthew whose eyes were shut now.

She was lost in thought.