When Love Comes Late

After making her choice, her gaze instinctively drifted to the seats beside her.

Matthew and Lindsay had yet to arrive.

In the middle of the auction, Matthew escorted Lindsay inside.

The room was quiet, and the sound of her wheelchair moving drew everyone’s attention.

As they entered, all eyes were immediately drawn to them.

Stella noticed Lindsay had put on a new dress, a radiant white one that cast her in a light of innocence and beauty, adding to her already pitiful allure.

Lindsay, ushered into the room by Matthew, relished the attention, responding with a shy, gentle smile.

Stella watched them with a frosty gaze, her emotions unreadable.

She was haunted by Sanford’s earlier words, realizing that if she didn’t leave Matthew, scenes like this would replay endlessly.

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A shadow passed over Stella’s face as she looked away, trying to spare herself further pain.

Yet, escaping the situation proved challenging.

The arrangement of the seating left no space to maneuver a wheelchair.

Lindsay leaned close to Matthew and whispered, “Could you carry me over there?”

Caught off guard, Matthew hesitated.

Without them seated, the auction remained at a standstill.

ALL eyes remained fixed on them.

Embarrassment colored Lindsay’s cheeks a deeper shade.

Stella tried not to look at them, but it was as though she was compelled to torment herself by turning her gaze to them.

Just then, she saw Matthew gently Lift Lindsay into his arms.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Clasping her hands around Matthew’s neck, Lindsay’s demeanor was bashful.

Stella felt a sharp pang in her heart, so intense it took her breath away.

Matthew, his expression unreadable, carried Lindsay to their seats.

He sat down beside Stella, making space for Lindsay next to him.

Stella was so close to Matthew that she could catch the scent of Lindsay’s perfume on him.

She closed her eyes, the sensation like a blade twisting in her chest.