When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1296

Lying there, Flossie wasn’t feeling sleepy.

She just stared at the ceiling, deep in thought.

Suddenly, Benny said, “Let me know if you need anything.

”

It felt almost dreamlike, yet Flossie felt a sense of warmth in her heart.

She replied softly, “Okay.

”

As Stella prepared to leave for the film set the next morning, she was interrupted by a call from the security team.

“Mrs.

Clark, a visitor is here to see you.

Should I allow her entry?”

Stella’s brow furrowed in confusion.

She couldn’t imagine who would visit at this hour.

Glancing at the security monitor, she recognized Besty standing at the doorstep, a gift box cradled in her arms.

Without hesitation, Stella instructed the security guard to admit her guest and hurried outside to greet her.

Moments later, Besty entered, led by the guard.

Stella expressed her gratitude to the guard before ushering Besty inside.

With a hint of anxiety, Stella asked, “What brings you here today?

Is everything alright?”

Ever since Besty endured domestic abuse at Felipe’s hands, Stella made it a point to check in on her friend regularly.

Each time, Besty reassured her everything was fine.

However, Stella’s recent filming commitments had kept her from reaching out, making Besty’s unexpected visit particularly concerning.

“I’m here to deliver an advance wedding gift to you,” Besty explained, her demeanor composed as she placed the gift on the table.

Puzzled, Stella asked, “Why the advance gift? Aren’t you attending my wedding?”

“Felipe and I are planning a trip.

It looks like I won’t make it to your wedding due to scheduling conflicts.

” Besty sighed.

“How have things been with Felipe lately? Has he been…” Stella trailed off, hesitant to voice her concerns about the two words, “hitting you.

”

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Sensing Stella’s unspoken question, Besty offered a perfunctory response.

“We’re doing fine.

”

“That’s good.

” Relieved, Stella was about to offer Besty a drink when she noticed a red mark on her friend’s neck.

It was a fresh mark, indicating that it had been inflicted recently.

Stella’s complexion turned grim.

She stepped closer and unbuttoned her collar, revealing red marks and bruises on her collarbone and even extending down to her chest, a distressing sight.

Besty was taken aback, realizing that her deceit had been exposed.

She hastily pulled her collar up to conceal the marks.

“Is this your definition of ‘fine’?” Stella demanded, her voice laced with fury.

“This bastard never changed.

Come, I’ll help you seek justice.

”

“Stella…” Besty pleaded, gripping her hand tightly.

“No.

”