In Seamarsh, Matthew brought Stella back to Prosper Bay. When Stella dozed off, Lucia called.
Lucia fretted over Stella on the phone. “Matthew, is Stella asleep?
Your grandpa and I are both fretting over her after tonight’s mishap.
Should we send the doctor to check her out?”
“No, I already did,” Matthew reassured. “The doctor’s seen to her wound and said it’s not too deep. We just have to keep an eye on it for a bit.
Nobody wanted such a thing to go down.
Plus, the man was sent by Carl. Matthew was the only one Carl wanted to deal with.
He was to blame for letting such a mess go unnoticed.
Lucia still felt bad. “If you’re tied up with work, bring Stella over. I can give her better care.”
Matthew comforted her. “Don’t stress. I got this covered. It’s late now. You and grandpa should hit the hay. Once Stella’s back on her feet, I’ll bring her by to see you.”
Lucia wanted to say more, but in the end, she just sighed and hung up.
That night, Stella had nightmares from the pain and shock.
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The next morning, she rose early.
Before she could head to the set, Matthew stopped her. “It took two days off for you. Luther’s going to shoot the male lead and supporting roles first. Even if you go to set now, can’t shoot with your hand wrapped up.”
Stella glanced at her bandaged palm and nodded.
“Sorry. I didn’t do a good job protecting you this time. You got hurt.” Matthew sighed, eyeing Stella’s injured hand with remorse.
Stella gave him a comforting pat on the back, smiling. “The doctor said it’s not serious. Two days’ rest and it’ll be good as new. I’ll chill at home, go over the script.”
Matthew grumbled in response.
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Stella snuggled up beside him, steering the conversation away. “I’m starving. What do you have for breakfast?”
Matthew eased up. “I’ll whip something up. What’s your fancy?”
“You’re a cooking whiz now? I can request anything?” Stella teased.
Matthew grinned. “Just for you.”
The tension lifted. Stella headed to freshen up, urging Matthew to hit the kitchen.
By the time she made it downstairs, breakfast was ready.