Stella felt a wave of discomfort washing over her. After exchanging brief words with Luther, she couldn’t help but escape the filming site.
Once she changed out of her costume, she briskly made her way out, leaving the crew behind.
She was to dine with Matthew that evening. As she stepped out, his car was already waiting by the door.
With quick steps, Stella trotted over, opened the door, and slid into the car.
Matthew’s keen eyes caught the hint of panic in her demeanor. “What’s wrong?”
Shaking her head, Stella felt the weight of a secret threatening to suffocate her. After a moment’s hesitation, she confided in Matthew about the words she overheard in the cafe.
With a heavy sigh, she expressed her regret. “If I had known, I wouldn’t have visited the cafe today. Now that Debora knows, she’s going to be wary of me every single day.”
Matthew’s brows furrowed in concern. “Did she do anything to you?”
“No,” Stella responded, shaking her head once more. “I pretended to be absorbed in a song, hoping to allay any suspicions. But it seems I must tread more carefully around her on set from now on.”
Pressing his lips together in a thin line, Matthew offered his perspective. “That’s their private matter. You don’t need to burden yourself with it. Just focus on what you need to do.”
“Okay,” Stella answered sulkily.
Without another word, Matthew ignited the engine and steered them away from the crew’s prying eyes.
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After their dinner, Stella and Matthew stepped out of the restaurant, immediately greeted by a sharp, cold wind and the gentle descent of snow.
Stella raised her head, allowing the snowflakes to grace her face, feeling them melt away in her palms.
“Aren’t you cold?” With careful hands, Matthew zipped up her coat, then pulled the hood over her head, enveloping her in warmth.
It was only after ensuring she was thoroughly wrapped up that he clasped her hand, interlocking their fingers, and tucked it securely into his pocket for warmth.
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Witnessing his attentiveness, Stella’s smile widened.
Gazing up at him, she admired his defined jawline and the soft curve of his lips. “It’s been a long time since it snowed like this.”
Matthew looked down into her eyes, now sparkling with joy, and smiled.
“It’s snowing. The new year is approaching, and things will only get better for us.”
Finally, the weekend dawned. They were to have their wedding photos taken at a beautiful resort in Seamarsh, a location exclusively available to them thanks to Matthew’s influence and Prosperity Group’s investment.
Upon arriving, Miley stepped out of the car, her excitement palpable.
She eagerly grabbed Flossie’s hand, her eyes darting around to take in the splendor of their surroundings.
“Mr. Clark, you really are wealthy,” she remarked, a hint of awe in her voice. “This entire place has underfloor heating. We won’t have to worry about the cold during the shoot. You’ve thought of everything.”