When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1752

Aware of Flossie’s recent loss and emotional turmoil, as well as her apparent conflict with Benny, the maid feared Flossie might act impulsively.

“Alright, I won’t call him.

Please, don’t do anything rash,” the maid pleaded, ceasing her movements.

Flossie took the maid’s phone and proceeded to leave, but upon noticing the maid trailing behind her, she halted and issued a stern command.

“Don’t follow me.

”

This was the first time Flossie had left the ward since she was hospitalized.

She hadn’t fully recovered yet.

The odd sensation she felt as she walked was a stark reminder of her recent ordeal.

She felt lost, unsure of where to go.

Ever since Benny came into her life, everything had revolved around him.

She had sacrificed her career and her friendship…

Thinking of Stella made Flossie even more heartbroken.

Stella had always been her rock.

During her darkest times, when everyone else turned against her, Stella had stood by her side, unwavering in her belief and helping her vindicate herself step by step.

But what had she done to Stella?

After everything that had transpired, Stella probably despised her.

Flossie’s heart sank.

She wiped away her tears.

She knew she deserved this suffering.

She didn’t blame anyone else.

Lowering her hand, Flossie suddenly spotted someone in the distance who resembled Stella.

Without thinking, she dashed toward the figure and called out, “Stella…” Her voice was hoarse, filled with unease and guilt.

The person turned around, but it wasn’t Stella’s familiar face.

Flossie quickly apologized, “I’m sorry.

I mistook you for someone else.

”

Turning around, she was surprised to see Stella right there behind her.

Flossie tensed up.

She’d played this reunion in her head over and over, practicing her apology every day.

But when the moment actually came, standing face to face with Stella, she found herself paralyzed, all her rehearsed courage slipping away.

Stella, for her part, hadn’t expected to run into Flossie.

She’d longed for an apology or some sort of explanation, but after repeated disappointments, she’d let that hope go.

Silent, Stella turned to leave, resolved not to give Flossie another glance.

Flossie, with a tight feeling in her throat, hurried after Stella.

“Stella… She reached out, gripping Stella’s hand, tears spilling over.

“I’m sorry.

I won’t beg for forgiveness, but please, let me explain.

”

Stella’s anger had been simmering.

She’d sworn if Flossie dared show her face, she wouldn’t be met with kindness.

Yet, seeing Flossie’s tearful expression and knowing Matthew was now awake, Stella found herself speechless, her anger deflated.