When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Stella’s gaze lingered on the dress, a masterpiece she adored and a symbol of the Love and celebration awaiting her.

A smile tugged at her lips as visions of the impending wedding filled her thoughts with joy.

Noting her prolonged admiration, the makeup artist gently urged, “Mrs.

Clark, please take a seat.

Let’s start planning your makeup for today.

”

Stella refocused, agreeing with a nod before settling in front of the mirror.

Her eyes widened at the sight of an array of exquisite jewelry displayed before her, some with histories of prestigious auctions.

Surely, these couldn’t have come from the makeup artist.

Miley, noticing Stella’s astonishment, clarified, “Mr.

Clark had these delivered this morning.

He’s incredibly generous.

”

spread through Stella as the

countdown to the

a fleet of luxury cars lined up, and on the colossal screen adorning the outer wall, images of Stella and Matthew in their wedding finery graced the

hinting that perhaps in the next decade, no wedding

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Matthew personally

several renowned directors, extended

“Congratulations, Mr.

and Mrs.

Clark.

”

a smile, ushering them to

present

with him, but his

affection by wrapping an arm around Stella’s waist,

you for joining

”

lack of explicit words, an undercurrent

jealousy, eliciting a mix of

aside his bitterness, offering

Clark.

”