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.

”

warmth spread through Stella as the worry of her nightmare ebbed

countdown to the

of luxury cars lined up, and on the colossal screen adorning the

of the hall elicited sighs of awe from onlookers, hinting that perhaps

‘s BunnyBookery

personally

renowned directors, extended his

“Congratulations, Mr.

and Mrs.

Clark.

”

graciously with a smile, ushering them to

present

greetings with him, but his prolonged gaze held

wrapping an arm around Stella’s waist, thanking their guest

you for

”

of explicit words, an undercurrent of

glance revealed Matthew’s jealousy, eliciting a mix

Luka pushed aside his bitterness, offering a forced

Clark.

”