When Love Comes Late

The first person he saw when he walked into his mansion was his grandmother, Lucia Clark.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

She was sitting on the sofa with a deep frown.

“Where have you been? Look at the time! Why did you stay out so late?”

With his suit jacket slung over his shoulder, Matthew glanced at the clock his grandmother pointed to and then sighed.

“Grandma, why are you here? Shouldn’t you be in bed by now?”

“You dare ask me such questions?” Lucia slapped the armrest of the leather sofa and shot him a searing glare.

“Stella’s grandfather told me that you didn’t pick her up from the airport.

Where the hell have you been? And why did you lie to me? You are a married man now.

How can you be so irresponsible?’

A touch of helplessness flashed through Matthew’s eyes.

“Grandma.

” Matthew casually put his coat on the sofa and sat next to her.

After a mild hesitation, he told her everything he saw at the airport today.

At last, he sighed and added in a sincere tone.

“Grandma, my father had many mistresses when he was alive.

His philandering led to my birth.

Even if everyone sees me as the heir of the family, I’m still an illegitimate son.

”

“Matthew… Lucia called out in a soft tone, feeling regretful.

She knew what he had been through.

As always, she felt pity for him.

Matthew squeezed his knees as he continued, “That’s why I have vowed to be nothing like my father.

I intend to stay faithful to my wife, and I expect her to do the same.

I can’t take it if we are not on the same page.

”

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There was a moment of silence after he finished speaking.

After thinking for a while, Lucia said, “You know me.

I don’t do things without properly investigating.

I did that before I got you to marry Stella.

She’s not a promiscuous woman.

If anything, she’s prim and proper.

There must be some kind of misunderstanding.

”

Matthew pursed his lips and said nothing.

“Please don’t give up just yet.

You both need to talk things out face to face,” Lucia suggested.

“Since you two never dated, you should spend more time trying to create a bond first.

Take things slow, okay?”

Matthew didn’t know what to say to that, so he changed the topic.

“It’s getting pretty late.

I’ll ask the driver to take you home.

You don’t have to worry about me.

”

Lucia wanted to apply pressure, but when she saw his sunken eyes and tired lines on his forehead, she swallowed her words.

After sending his grandmother home, Matthew lay on his king-sized bed.

He closed his eyes.

But the image of those two ki*sing passionately kept popping into his mind.

He couldn’t shake it off no matter how he tried.

At this moment, he felt empty and numb.