When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1400

Matthew’s attention was drawn to the injury on Stella’s palm, and a cold shiver ran through him.

With a resolute expression, he scooped Stella into his arms and began to move, leaving behind a trail of shocked whispers and stunned gazes from the crowd.

Amid the escalating chaos, the host stepped forward, his voice imbued with a practiced calm.

“We sincerely apologize for the unexpected disturbance.

The situation has been resolved, and we will now assist with your safe departure.

”

As the crowd’s panic began to ebb, they slowly dispersed, following the guidance provided.

Meanwhile, Benny’s gaze remained locked on the surveillance monitor, his expression morphing into a grim scowl.

His clenched fists revealed his frustration at the missed opportunity.

“Retreat,” he commanded, his voice sharp and authoritative.

With careful attention, Matthew carried Stella to the VIP suite aboard the cruise ship.

Gently setting her down on the sofa, he quickly fetched the first-aid kit.

Opening it, he retrieved a cotton swab and a bottle of iodine.

With a gentle yet steady hand, he carefully opened Stella’s palm, revealing a deep, jagged cut, the edges already starting to crust with blood.

A frown creased Matthew’s forehead as he prepared to clean the wound.

“I’ll be as gentle as possible.

We need to clean this right away to avoid infection.

” Are you hurting anywhere else?” he inquired.

Stella shook her head, her gaze meeting Matthew’s as he carefully tended to her wound.

“No.

”

Matthew’s touch was as light as a feather, yet the application of antiseptic caused Stella to wince.

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Matthew set aside the swab and went to answer it.

The ship’s doctor was waiting on the other side.

With a nod of acknowledgment, Matthew stepped aside to let him enter.

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The doctor, with his precise and expert care, attended to Stella’s wound, reassuring her, “It’s not a deep cut.

Just ensure it stays dry for a few days, and you’ll be as good as new.

”

“Okay,” Matthew responded, a wave of guilt sweeping over him as he held Stella close.

Stella examined her bandaged hand, ruefully reflecting on her recent string of misfortunes.

Barely had she navigated through one public relations crisis when she found herself caught in yet another dilemma.

She couldn’t help but speculate about the orchestrator of this latest attack.

Just as Stella was about to speak out, the doorbell interrupted her thoughts once again.

Matthew promptly stood and went to the door.

Flossie was there.

“Is Stella here?”