When Love Comes Late

He quickly turned around and left.

He was terrified of falling in love and not being able to come out of it or restrain himself.

In the CEO’s office, Fernando diligently worked to dry Matthew’s rain-soaked suit jacket.

A gnawing perplexity plagued him.

Matthew, as he knew him, never indulged in fried chicken.

Why, then, did he venture out into the pouring rain to procure it?

Lately, Matthew’s behavior had become increasingly enigmatic, a complete departure from his usual self.

As Fernando lost himself in thought, the office door swung open.

He swiveled around, spotting Matthew empty-handed.

Had he devoured the fried chicken so swiftly?

Matthew, too, recognized Fernando’s presence immediately and offered a casual remark.

“You can call it a day, Fernando.

I’ll drive back later.

”

Fernando frowned, puzzled.

Weren’t all business matters attended to?

Why did Matthew remain at the office?

Then, it dawned on him.

Stella was probably working late.

Taking into account Matthew’s recent peculiar attentiveness towards her, Fernando quickly pieced together the situation.

So, the fried chicken had been purchased for Stella.

Fernando stumbled upon a significant secret.

He hastily hung the coat and addressed Matthew.

“Mr.

Clark, your coat is dry now.

I’ll be leaving.

”

And with that, he made a quick exit.

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The office returned to a tranquil state.

Matthew stood there, captivated by the sound of raindrops against the windowpane.

Stella’s image flashed across his mind once more.

After a prolonged pause, he tore his gaze away and took a seat.

The computer screen displayed a view of Stella’s office.

She sat at her desk, savoring the fried chicken, engrossed in her phone, which occasionally elicited laughter.

Matthew couldn’t help but be influenced by her infectious joy.

A smile graced his lips as he watched.