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When Love Comes Late by PASSION

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Chapter 2181

Lindsay's face, etched with sorrow, was so convincingly sad that it was hard to believe her fall in the garden was

a deliberate act.

At that moment, Matthew's voice cut through the awkward silence.

“Leave the food container here.

I'll eat later.

Lindsay, her eyes still damp from crying, turned to Matthew with a look of quiet despair.

“Matthew, you don’t need to feel sorry for me.

“It’s not about feeling sorry,” Matthew said, his tone steady and warm.

“I'm just concerned that you're worn out and it’s getting late.

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I'll drive you home.

No need to trouble yourself with bringingfood again, alright?

Lindsay quickly brushed away her tears and gave a soft, reassuring smile.

“I was hurt earlier and couldn't sleep.

| was worried you hadn't eaten, so | brought you sfood.

The exchange made everyone recall what happened in the garden earlier.

Stella's expression fell as she felt the weight of suspicion.

Revealing the surveillance footage would only stir trouble and distress the elders.

If Matthew truly cared about the facts, he would have watched the footage himself.

This realization deepened Stella's frustration.

Matthew stood up abruptly, his jacket swinging from his fingers.

He cast a cold glance at Stella and said, “Don’t cback to Prosperity Group.

This is a place for business, not your playground.

Without another word, he turned and maneuvered Lindsay toward the door, leaving Stella in his wake.

Stella watched, feeling a mix of helplessness and frustration, as Lindsay looked up and smiled sweetly at

Matthew.

When Lindsay lowered her eyes, she shot Stella a self-satisfied smile over her shoulder, clearly relishing the

attention Matthew was giving her as he escorted her out.

Stella's gaze fell to the desk, where the soup had congealed into a cold, unappetizing mess.

Tears blurred her vision.

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She had been certain she could manage Matthew's amnesia and quickly mend their strained relationship.

Yet, she had failed to account for Lindsay's disruptive presence.

The harsh reality of Lindsay's condition was undeniable, and it was a burden that would remain Matthew's to

bear.

Stella's thoughts churned with anxiety: if Lindsay used this situation to press Matthew to divorce her, would he

agree?

Cordell burst through the door, his urgency melting into concern as he saw Stella standing beside the desk, tears

falling onto the cold, untouched food.

“Stella?” he called out, his voice soft and caring.

Startled, Stella quickly wiped her tears, struggling to steady her breath.

Cordell’s face reflected his worry.

“What happened with Matthew? Why are you upset?”