When Love Comes Late
Chapter 2269

Stella slowly lifted her head and squinted at him.

When she saw the face she had been longing for day and night, she immediately assumed that she was dreaming.

She gave Matthew a goofy grin and brushed her fingertips across his cheek.

“It’s really you… It’s been so long since you last visited my dreams.

Don’t you love me anymore?”

And with that, Stella bawled her eyes out yet again.

She wrapped her arms around Matthew and held him tightly.

Nuzzling his chest, she murmured, “Yes, that’s it… It’s that familiar sound… Matthew’s heartbeat…”

Matthew froze, momentarily dazed.

His mind urged him to push Stella away, but his heart held firm, refusing to listen.

Stella only clung to him tighter, her soft curves melting into his chest, like she was trying to become one with him.

For a fleeting second, Matthew lost himself, his thoughts wandering back to that tender moment at the Clark family house, when he had held her close, feeling her soft breasts beneath his hand.

Desire flared up, hot and insistent.

Fighting it, Matthew clenched his teeth, summoning the last shred of self-control he had, and gently pushed Stella away.

Stella’s tear-streaked eyes locked onto his, a mix of pain and confusion burning in her gaze.

“Why? Why do you keep pushing me away?”

Her question left Matthew speechless again, frozen in place.

But Stella wouldn’t take no for an answer.

She threw herself back into Matthew’s arms, her grip tighter than before.

“Please,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with vulnerability.

“Don’t push me away again.

Just let me enjoy this moment for a little while longer… I miss you so much.”

She looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes glassy from the effects of the wine.

There was a mix of innocence and longing in her gaze, making her seem even more vulnerable, even more irresistible.

Matthew’s resolve wavered.

He couldn’t bear to turn her away again.

With a heavy heart, he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her.

As she nestled back into his embrace, Stella breathed him in, intoxicated by his familiar scent.

She leaned up, pressing a soft kiss on his eyelid.

Matthew’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Stella’s gaze.

Her eyes, filled with affection and a hint of innocence, sent a spark straight through him, reigniting the desire he had tried so hard to bury.

Before he could react, Stella grew bolder, brushing her lips against his in a tentative kiss.

She was tipsy, her lips inexperienced, unsure of what to do next.

Frustration welled up in her, and tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.

Matthew’s breath hitched.

He took control, gently parting her Lips and deepening the kiss, his tongue exploring hers.

Her breath was warm, laced with the faint sweetness of wine, and the kiss was irresistible.

Matthew gently laid Stella down on the sofa, easing her beneath him with deliberate care.