When Love Comes Late
Chapter 2267

Sanford remained at the entrance, watching their car drive away until it disappeared.

Just then, his phone rang.

He glanced at the number on the screen, and his smile faded.

His expression shifted as he answered the call.

A deep voice inquired from the other end, “How is the progress?”

Sanford, maintaining caution, replied in a hushed tone, “I’m outside.

We’ll discuss it when I get back.”

With that, he swiftly ended the call, took a deep breath, stowed his phone, and climbed into his car to depart.

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Library

Meanwhile, Matthew, who should have left earlier, quietly emerged from a corner.

He watched Sanford’s car drive away, his expression unreadable.

In Stella’s car, Bella seized the opportunity to speak after remaining silent for so long.

From the passenger seat, she turned to Stella, who was focused on driving, and ventured, “I noticed something seems off between you and Matthew.

Is his amnesia affecting your relationship?”

Stella hesitated briefly but firmly replied, “No.”

Noticing the redness in Stella’s eyes, Bella realized her daughter was trying to be brave.

She sighed and advised, “Losing memory is a painful experience.

You’ve been through it yourself, so you should understand better.

Try not to be angry with him and be more understanding, okay?”

Stella fought back her sadness and responded softly, “I understand.”

Bella sighed silently, her heart heavy with concern.

She couldn’t fathom why fate continued to test Stella and Matthew so harshly.

Watching her daughter, Bella felt a deep pang of regret for the years lost during Stella’s childhood before their reunion.

Now, witnessing Stella struggle in her relationship, Bella’s heart ached unbearably.

Holding back tears and with a look of anguish, Bella advised, “Be understanding, but don’t let yourself be wronged.

Amnesia is no excuse for him to hurt my dear daughter.”

Stella’s nose tingled as tears brimmed in her eyes, and she managed a choked, “Okay.”

After dropping Bella off, Stella drove back to the studio.

By the time she finished her work and returned home, it was already nine in the evening.

She entered the empty house and was immediately overcome by a wave of loneliness.

She could barely remember the last time she had felt this way.

Not too long ago, she had a lover, a mother, grandparents, friends, and a career she was passionate about.

She used to be the happiest woman in the world.