NovelBookChapter 2387 Stella acknowledged him with a simple nod, her expression unreadable.
Matthew reached out for her hand, intending to lead her inside together. However, Stella skillfully dodged his touch, maintaining a distance.
Fixing her with a probing look, he challenged her.
Would you prefer Clint to witness our squabble? Stella appeared momentarily adrift in her thoughts, her focus wavering.
Seizing the moment, Matthew gently guided her through the doorway.
Inside, Clint greeted them, his smile wide and welcoming.
Matthew joined Clint at the table, enveloped by the inviting aroma of breakfast.
Feeling somewhat obligated, Stella hesitantly settled into the chair beside them.
Clint could feel the underlying tension, and as breakfast wrapped up and Matthew geared up to depart, Clint turned to Stella with a casual dismissal.
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It was just a minor fall, nothing to worry about.
Matthew glanced at Stella, his eyes filled with a silent plea for agreement.
Stella looked at Clint, her tone leaving no room for argument.
Grandpa, Ive arranged for Doreen to bring my work to the hospital.
Ill stay with you for a thorough check-up Later.
The doctor said theres a chance you hit your head, and thats not something we can ignore.
Clint made another attempt to convince Stella, reluctant to let her put off her work on his account.
Stella, I assure you, Im perfectly fine.
Dont sacrifice your day over this.
Our butler is more than capable of attending to my needs.
Unmoved, Stellas resolve did not waver as she turned to address Matthew, her words sharp and calm.
You have commitments too-Lindsay is expecting you for her rehabilitation session.
Its crucial youre not late.
Her tone carried a hint of coldness, as though she were intentionally putting space between herself and Matthew. Matthew felt a wave of resignation; arguing was useless in the current setting.
He complied with a resigned nod.
Understood, III take care of it.
Expectback here after my day ends.
With a final look, he exited.
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Stella watched his retreating figure, her face a mask of stoig calm, the! silence around her stretching long after he had gone.
When Matthew closed the door behind him with a click, Clint glanced at Stella, who was clearing the table.
He raised an eyebrow and asked Stella, is everything okay between you and Matthew? He brought breakfast early today-seems like hes trying to make amends, doesnt it? Stella kept her focus on stacking the dishes, her tone dismissive as she answered, Oh, bringing breakfast? Thats hardly a grand gesture. He could have just as easily asked someone else to do it.
Despite Clints attempts to smooth things over, Stella remained indifferent.
Her concerns lay elsewhere, not with her tension with Matthew but with Clints health, which was a constant weight on her mind.
She put aside her worries temporarily when Doreen showed up.
Stella urged Clint to get srest, and then accompanied Doreen to the Lounge in the VIP ward.
Doreen had brought a stack of urgent documents with her.
Upon seeing Stella, she extended them, saying, Stella, these need your immediate attention.
Stella took the documents, but her thoughts quickly shifted as she om inquired, And how are you, Doreen? Is your foot feeling any better? Doreens expression softened, touched by the concern. Much better, thank you, she replied gratefully.
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