When Love Comes Late

Noticing what was happening, Fernando said in a low voice, “Mr.

Clark, are you sure you can hold on? Should I call for help?”

He was aware of his boss’s phobia.

He had watched Matthew take some pills before boarding the flight.

Now, it seemed they had little to no positive effect.

Matthew shook his head and answered in a hoarse voice, “I’m fine.

”

Everyone on board got off the plane as soon as it landed.

Stella was on her way out when she glanced at Matthew subconsciously.

What she saw sent her eyes bulging.

Matthew’s face was deathly pale and his lips were bloodless.

Stella bent down and asked in a low voice, “Mr.

Clark, what’s wrong?

You don’t look alright? Do you need Fernando to take you to the hospital?

She didn’t have the slightest idea what was wrong with him.

Big shots like Matthew always kept their sickness a secret just to make sure their business wasn’t affected.

However, Stella felt that Fernando must know what was happening since he was a loyal personal assistant.

Slowly, Matthew’s eyes peeled open and he said in a whisper, “It’s just a headache, nothing serious.

”

“Oh…” Stella muttered with a nod.

When she noticed that all her co -workers were already off the plane, she asked, “I have some painkillers.

Would you like to take one?”

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Stella constantly suffered splitting headaches due to work stress.

As a result, she always carried painkillers with her.

Today, she had brought along more than just painkillers.

She figured that she would have a hard time getting accustomed to this new environment, so she armed herself appropriately.

Matthew nodded.

Stella quickly took out a small bottle from her bag, took off the cap, and handed a white pill to Matthew.

Minutes after taking the medicine, Matthew felt a little relieved.

He slowly stood up and stared at her for a while.

Then, he said, “Keep your mouth shut about what happened here, okay?”

There was a hint of warning in his words.

Stella nodded quickly.

In the hotel lobby, all of them were handed key cards to their respective rooms.

“Don’t stay up late tonight.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow,” said Fernando, glancing at the small group.