As she prepared to sign the lease, she couldn’t shake off her disbelief at the rate. She double-checked with Cesar.
“Is this price real? Are there any hidden issues?”
“Certainly not, Mrs. Clark. I wouldn’t dare to deceive you or someone as influential as Mr. Clark,” Cesar assured her.
“The owner is going abroad soon, so he is in a hurry to rent out the apartment. That’s why the rent is so low.”
“Don’t overthink it. If you like the place, just go for it,” Matthew said.
His words dispelled any lingering doubts Stella had, putting her completely at ease.
After Stella and Cesar finalized the contract, Cesar courteously escorted them out.
Matthew cast his gaze downward, asking, “What’s your next move?”
“I plan to return to Miley’s villa to gather my belongings,” Stella replied softly.
She hadn’t visited the place in days.
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Now that she’d secured an apartment, it was time to organize for the journey ahead.
“Let me drive you there.”
“No, it’s unnecessary,” Stella retorted, her brow furrowing.
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“You’ve spent enough time with me today. You should head back to the office.
I can just catch a cab.”
Before she could complete her sentence, Matthew abruptly closed the distance between them, leaning in until she could feel his breath.
Flustered, Stella wasn’t sure what she’d said to provoke such intensity.
“Stella, never forget that I am your husband. It’s perfectly acceptable for you to request anything of me,” Matthew articulated, enunciating each word.
He felt that Stella’s politeness often distanced her, making her seem more like an employee than a wife.
Having never experienced love himself, he couldn’t help but notice the effortless connection between Neville and his female companion, which made him wonder if there was a significant issue between him and Stella. They were too polite to each other.
“You don’t have to be so polite to me,” Matthew added sternly.
Struggling to find the words, Stella finally said, looking somewhat helpless, “I apologize, I just-“
“It’s my fault,” Matthew interjected, gripping her hand tightly.
“Didn’t we promise your grandfather that we’d communicate openly if issues arose? Let’s not misunderstand each other again.”