When Love Comes Late -
Chapter 220
With a sense of ease settling over her, Stella found herself in just the right mood to engage in lighthearted conversations and share laughter with the others.
Before she knew it, the car eased to a halt by the grand entrance of the hotel.
Inside, the venue had undergone a magical transformation, decked out in all its finery.
Like bees to honey, the guests clustered around, showering Oliver and Juliette with their heartfelt blessings.
As the ceremony was about to kick off, Stella clasped the hands of both Juliette and Oliver, genuine warmth in her eyes, and bestowed upon them a heartfelt blessing.
“You must be happy.
”
Juliette nodded repeatedly.
Drawing Stella into a tender embrace, Juliette whispered softly, “And you, Stella, I hope your heart replaces happiness too.
”
Meanwhile, Matthew stepped into the scene, a quiet presence amidst the bustling wedding crowd.
Amidst the sea of well-wishers gathered on the lush lawn, no one spared an extra glance at him, all eyes fixed on the bride and groom.
As Matthew surveyed the picturesque setup, a discomfiting sensation began to gnaw at him, growing stronger with each passing moment.
After today, Stella would be someone else’s wife.
The two of them would always be superior and subordinate.
A resounding voice echoed within him, a desperate plea beckoning him to spirit Stella away from this place.
After what felt like an eternity of keeping his emotions in check, he finally found his sanity again.
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Even if he stood right beside her now, the circumstances seemed to tie his hands.
His role had dwindled down to just one thing, a solitary action to convey his well-wishes as Stella’s boss.
Matthew clenched his fists.
At this moment, the emcee’s voice swept across the vast lawn.
“Let’s give a warm welcome to our new couple, right here in the heart of this lawn.
”
The collective enthusiasm of the crowd erupted like a storm.
Mathew froze.
His gaze was locked onto the center of the event, unblinking and unwavering.
His heart raced, each beat a testament to the rush of emotions coursing through him.
Time felt like it had stretched on for ages, and then, two figures emerged before him.
The man was undoubtedly the groom, and the woman, a breathtaking bride in her white gown.
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