NovelEndChapter 2382 He wiped the blood from the side of his mouth, his gaze never wavering from Matthews, defiance burning in his eyes.
In the ward, the butler, startled by the commotion, quickly flung the door open.
The sight of Sanford and Matthew facing off, their eyes alight with fury, made his heart skip a beat.
Mrs.
Clark, it appears theyre fighting.
Mr.
Quimby has blood on his Lip.
Should I contact hospital security? the butler inquired, his voice filled with worry and unease.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStellas brow furrowed, her face hardening. Theres no need.
Setting down the food container shed been holding, she quickly Left the ward.
The moment she stepped outside, she saw Matthew preparing to throw another punch.
In a low, angry voice, she demanded, Matthew, havent you had enough? Sanford, his back to Stella, couldnt resist giving Matthew a faint, smug smile.
Sanford knew his words had hit their mark, igniting a fire in Matthew and sowing discord between him and Stella. Stella stepped between them, her eyes narrowing as she caught sight of the blood at the corner of Sanfords mouth.
A spark of anger flared within her, sharp and unrelenting.
Turning to Matthew, she demanded, Are you serious? Sanford is like a brother to me.
To you, is he just someone you can strike? Seamarsh may be your territory, but does that give you the right to disrespect my family? Her voice quivered with a blend of anger and disappointment.
Matthew hurried to explain, his tone softened with regret.
I didnt mean it like that.
He realized that his impulsiveness had caused more harm for him.
But Stella wasnt in the mood to hear his excuses.
I dont want to hear explanations.
Youve caused enough trouble.
Leave now, so people wont be gossiping tomorrow about the Prosperity Groups CEO brawling in a hospital.
I cant bear this kind of humiliation.
Without sparing another glance at Matthew, she turned her attention to Sanfords wound.
Sanford offered a small smile but winced as the movement tugged at his injury.
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Dont move, Stella said firmly.
Matthew stood there, his gaze fixed on Stella as she showed concern for བ་བཌཱུ་ Sanford, jealousy burning hot and uncontrollable within him. He grabbed Stellas hand roughly, yanking her away from Sanford.
His grip was firm, almost painful, and Stella winced as a sharp ache shot e through her wrist. Matthew, release me! she ordered sharply.
But Matthew didnt budge, his voice low and forceful.
I am your husband, he declared.
Stellas eyes locked onto his, her expression cold and unforgiving.
Youre truly disgusting right now.
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