Stella got what he meant. She had been worrying these past few days because of the state Miley was in. Besides, she had been busy with work.
The last few days had gone by with her only reaching out to him once in a while when she needed something. And no matter how busy he was, he would help her with whatever it was she needed.
Stella felt bad as she realized this. She held Matthew’s hand and soothingly rubbed small circles with her thumb. “Forgive me, okay? I promise to make it up to you.”
Matthew’s gaze rested on their interlaced hands, and his lips curled up into a smile. “I don’t forgive you.”
“What can I do to earn your forgiveness then?” Stella asked.
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In response, he leaned down and ki*sed her tenderly and slowly as if teasing her on purpose.
“Mm…” Stella moaned Lightly.
Matthew deepened the ki*s. Their tongues danced together as he took full control.
Stella’s arms went around his neck as she matched his pace.
They both pulled away at the same time. Matthew’s forehead rested against hers. His palm remained on the side of her cheek as he used his thumb to caress it tenderly.
He stared at her lovingly, causing her cheeks to turn bright red.
She gently pushed him. “We should go inside.”
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“Right…” Matthew let her go and got out of the car. He walked over to her side, opened her door and offered his hand. “Come on, love…”
In Miley’s villa, Neville carefully helped her out of her coat and gently laid her down on the bed. He paused, thinking, and then went to get a set of pajamas to help her change.
Suddenly, Miley’s eyes flew open, and she caught Neville’s wrist tightly.
Neville stopped, stunned for a moment.
Miley looked up at him, her eyes cloudy and tearful from drinking.
Her voice was soft and accusing. “Neville… You jerk, why did you make me wait so long at the restaurant? Stella and Matthew were there. I was so embarrassed. Don’t you care? You bastard!”
Neville stood there, letting her scold him, while he kept saying, “I’m sorry. I messed up. I’m really sorry…”
But Miley seemed not to hear him, lost in her own confused thoughts.
She wasn’t sure if the man before her was real or just a product of her longing. All she wanted was to give in to what she felt, just this once.
If he was real, then let the mistakes be real too.
Miley pulled Neville down to her and ki*sed him.
She couldn’t believe how much she had fallen for him, aware of his parents’ disapproval but unwilling to leave him.