When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Hearing Matthew’s voice, Stella emerged from the kitchen.

“Grandma arrived early today.

Please, make sure you’re cooperative with her.

It’s important not to let her down.

I’ll be there to join you right after dinner.

”

Wearing a smile that radiated kindness, Lucia remarked playfully, “You’re such a thoughtful girl.

If Matthew ends up being too careless, we might just have to change the groom!”

“Don’t worry about that,” Matthew assured confidently.

He then gazed at Stella with an adoring look.

“I’m going to change and then I’ll be right down to lend a hand.

”

Matthew and Lucia remained engaged in their preparations until Stella summoned them for dinner.

This was a new experience for Matthew.

He had never been part of a wedding ceremony before, nor involved in any of its intricate planning.

Under Lucia’s expert guidance, he found himself marveling at the beauty and significance of the wedding rituals, which only heightened his anticipation for his own upcoming nuptials with Stella.

After the meal, Stella gently suggested that Lucia should head home, considering the lateness of the hour.

Lucia repeatedly reminded them to ensure the wedding invitations were prepared and dispatched without delay.

Back in the living room, Stella and Matthew were immersed in finalizing the guest List when Stella’s phone suddenly rang.

displayed Besty, which left Stella frozen

while since their last interaction, especially after the incident at the

why Besty would reach out

a brief hesitation,

“Besty? It’s quite late.

I

ages since

discovered you’re Matthew Clark’s wife, and how modestly

dinner to make amends for the last time we met?

been out of the picture due to some plagiarism

”

ill feelings towards Besty for the previous party’s mishap, especially considering Besty had

issue with Zola ruin her

and replied,

meet? I actually

”

hadn’t really made any new friends since her

high regard, cherishing

meet tomorrow night at Selene Bar,” Besty suggested, promptly

engaged in a brief, pleasant conversation

her attention to the stack of invitation cards

Matthew couldn’t

and asked, “What are

Stella replied, “I’m meeting some old classmates tomorrow

a

”

glanced at the names Stella was inscribing, memories of

like

a sudden thought, she

off

delegate

”