When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1133

He’d lost everything and refused to live a shattered life.

Revenge and power were his last stand.

Matthew, gasping and sweating, still managed to maintain his composure and dignity.

He knew he had to be strong.

Any sign of weakness could put Stella in more danger.

Matthew’s response was a mocking smile.

“In your dreams!”

Benny, unfazed, just smiled coldly.

“You’ll regret this.

”

Right after Benny spoke, Matthew heard a familiar voice.

“Matthew…”

He propped himself up and started searching for the source of the voice.

Then, a woman started walking his way.

Squinting, Matthew tried to make out who it was.

It looked like Stella, especially since she had on that light yellow dress this morning.

“Stella…” A grin spread across Matthew’s face, his usually resolute demeanor now slightly wavering.

Matthew’s consciousness started to fade, with only one thought lingering.

It was that Stella was there.

He weakly reached out, murmuring, “Stella, let’s go home.

”

His strength was slipping away, and he struggled to keep himself upright, leaning heavily on the table.

Collapsing back into his seat, he gasped for air and saw a woman reaching out to him.

As “Stella” helped him up, bringing them face-to-face, Matthew was hit by an unfamiliar scent that made him uneasy.

He soon realized this wasn’t Stella.

Repulsed, he pushed her hand away, muttering, “Don’t touch me!”

Yet, his voice was feeble, lacking any real threat.

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Something was off with his body too.

A strange warmth was spreading through him, like being in an oven.

Glancing at his watch, Benny remarked to Leslie, “I’m leaving him in your hands.

Looking forward to hearing good news.

”

Gazing intently at Matthew, Leslie gave a timid nod.

Once Benny was gone, Leslie’s gaze on Matthew became more unscrupulously.

This was the man she’d longed for, and now they were finally close.

“Matthew…” Leslie approached him, her fingers trembling with excitement as she began to undo his tie.

“f@ck off.

Don’t touch me.

” Matthew’s voice was weak, a feeble attempt to resist, but he lacked the strength to push her away.

As Leslie loosened his tie, the expression on his face seemed distant and cold.