Robin red silently but obeyed, pushing Lindsay’s wheelchair, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface.


    When they were gone, silence wrapped itself around the night like a suffocating fog.


    Sanford shot Matthew a loaded nce, his lips curving into a smile.


    “Mr.


    rk, please,e in.


    ”


    Matthew moved forward without a word, his expression unreadable as his gaze drifted toward Ste’s closed door.


    Sensing an opportunity to twist the knife, Sanford’s tone shifted to feigned concern.


    “Whether you get your memory back or not, the Wheeler family will make you take responsibility for Lindsay’s injury.


    You’d be wise to divorce Ste before she gets dragged into this mess.


    ”


    Matthew remained silent, his gaze unwavering, fixed on that door.


    Sanford, losing interest in the game, pointedzily to a room.


    “That’s the guest room.


    Make yourself at home.


    ”


    Without waiting for a response, he disappeared into his own room, conveniently located next to Ste’s.


    Matthew Lingered in the now-empty living room, his thoughts a chaotic swirl.


    Every encounter with Ste seemed to spiral into disaster.


    And yet, here he was again-pulled back into her orbit as though the pull between them was too strong to resist.


    A strange, suffocating pressure wrapped itself around his chest, his breath growing shallow.


    Was it guilt? Regret? Or something even more elusive, a sensation he couldn’t name but felt with every fiber of his being?


    He exhaled, a heavy breathden with the weight of emotions he couldn’t begin to untangle.


    No matter how hard he tried, the uneasy feeling wouldn’t release its grip on him.


    Instead, it deepened, twisting into something primal, an instinctual need that surged through him like a current he could no longer ignore.


    Before he realized it, his feet carried him forward, drawn irresistibly to Ste’s door as though an unseen force had seized hold of him.


    The need to be close to her, to bridge the unspoken distance between them, consumed him entirely.


    Matthew walked up to Ste’s room door, and without much thought, he extended his hand and seized the doorknob.


    He had intended merely to test it; however, to his surprise, Ste had not locked the door.


    With a slight nudge, it swung open.


    This unexpected urrence halted Matthew in his tracks, and his heart began to pound with sudden intensity.


    Compelled as though by some unseen hand, he found himself stepping across the threshold.


    Ste was already deep in sleep, her face marked with lines of difort and her hands tightly sping the nket.


    Observing her in such distress, a profound sense of empathy surged through Matthew.


    He moved closer, almost involuntarily, and stood in silence beside her bed.


    It might have been the effects of alcohol, but Ste’s cheeks bore a rosy flush that rendered her especially enchanting.


    The faint fragrance that hung in the air, mingled with the scent of alcohol, was utterly bewitching.


    A profound impulse overtook Matthew, and his heart hammered as he reached out toward her face.N?velDrama.Org owns this.