When Love Comes Late
Chapter 417

“Don’t read too much into it.

Matthew prefers to keep his distance from strangers.

Since I’m his employee, he probably feels closer to me.

Besides, I’ve told you multiple times that Matthew is a married man, and I have a husband too.

I would never entertain any inappropriate notions about my boss.

”

Stella had stated her position emphatically, putting an end to any further speculation from Miley.

With a resigned sigh, Miley acquiesced, “Fine, I won’t pry into your relationship with Matthew anymore.

But what if, after his divorce, he decides to pursue you? He is so rich and handsome.

What’s more, he often helps you…”

“Enough, Miley!” Stella stopped Miley.

“I can assure you that Matthew and I will never be together.

So, let’s not dwell on it, or it might jeopardize our relationship.

”

Recognizing the seriousness in Stella’s tone, Miley ceased her questioning.

Together, they continued washing the dishes in silence.

Miley sighed again.

“I just can’t help but feel sorry for you, Stella.

You have this abstract relationship with a husband you’ve never even met.

”

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Stella halted her dishwashing, reflecting for a moment, and then countered softly, “But I did see him at the ball.

”

As she mentioned the evening she had spent dancing with Maverick, she could not help but think of him.

His gentleness and consideration, as well as his deep and magnetic voice, proved that he was not an illusory existence.

A faint blush crept onto her cheeks.

Intrigued by the prospect of her husband, she wondered about his daily Life and work.

The fact that she hadn’t received any messages from him in several days weighed on her mind, leaving her feeling somewhat melancholic.

Clearing her thoughts, Stella decided to send a message to Maverick to inform him of her victory in the design competition.

After all, he had played a significant role in her success.

While Flossie began clearing the table, her attention was drawn to the suit casually dr@ped over the back of Matthew’s chair.

She reached out to retrieve it, but it was swiftly whisked away from her grasp.

Startled, she found herself locking eyes with Matthew, his gaze piercing and intense.

Recognizing his irritation, Flossie quickly mumbled an apology.

“I’m sorry, Mr.

Clark.

I didn’t…”

Matthew ignored her, heading straight for the kitchen.