When Love Comes Late
Chapter 893

“How do you know it wasn’t him who did it?” Matthew asked with a hint of irony, leaving Stella puzzled.

She met his gaze and adopted a more serious tone.

“Regardless of whether it was him or not, I will replace the truth and address my relationship with Farris.

In the future, please don’t interfere with my choices in making friends.

”

Matthew wanted to say something but ultimately held his words because Stella was starting to get angry.

At that moment, his primary concern was Stella’s injured wrist, and he was determined to help her recover.

As for Farris, he harbored no intentions of letting him off if it turned out that he had harmed Stella.

That night, Blue Flame refuted the rumors and announced that Stella, as their collaborative designer in Seamarsh, would be designing a dress for their leading star, Alina Walker.

Alina was slated to wear the dress at an upcoming award ceremony to be held in Seamarsh later that year.

Upon seeing the news, Stella experienced a whirlwind of emotions—joy, excitement, and nervousness all rolled into one.

After all, Alina was an international superstar, a prominent figure in several top TV series in the country.

Fashion designers clamored for the chance to create dresses for her, forming long queues.

The unexpected assignment to work with Alina was indeed a rare opportunity.

Stella’s enthusiasm was palpable as she babbled incoherently.

She couldn’t contain her excitement and patted Matthew’s hand, urging him to take a look at the screen.

Matthew glanced at it, maintaining his composure, and suggested, “Let’s celebrate at home later and wish your studio a successful opening.

”

Stella agreed with a nod.

Upon returning home, Matthew took charge of cooking steak himself.

Stella offered to help, but he insisted she refrain, citing her wrist injury.

Left in the living room, Stella decided to research information about Blue Flame and Alina, wanting to better align herself with their future collaboration.

Once everything was prepared, Matthew escorted Stella to the dining room.

The room was softly lit, and the table was elegantly set with neatly arranged dishes, a few candles, and a bottle of Bordeaux wine.

Astonishment flickered in Stella’s eyes, and she turned to Matthew.

“Did you prepare all of this by yourself? Your culinary skills are truly improving.

”

Compared to the charred breakfast he had previously attempted, this steak Looked appetizing.

Stella took her seat and reached for a glass to pour wine but Matthew stopped her.

“You’re still on medication.

Let me handle the drinking this time.

We can toast together once your hand is fully healed.

”

Stella nodded and set down her glass.

Matthew, still carrying a tinge of melancholy from Farris’ call, indulged in more wine than intended.