When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Chapter 1682

After ending the call, Stella swiftly changed into suitable attire and headed out to meet Devyn.

They had agreed to rendezvous at Stella's preferred coffee shop.

Upon arrival, however, Stella didn’t spot Devyn.

Opting for a table, she ordered her beloved drink, though her injured hand prevented her from indulging in coffee

as per her doctor's advice.

Matthew had stashed away all the coffee at home, leaving her eagerly anticipating the taste.

As she took her first sip, a contented smile graced her lips.

With Devyn still nowhere in sight, Stella decided to make productive use of her tand opened her laptop to

reswork.

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About ten minutes later, the jingle of the cafe door drew Stella’s attention.

Glancing up, she caught sight of Devyn, her Long-unseen friend.

Hastily shutting down her laptop, Stella rose from her seat to greet her warmly.

Stella observed Devyn with concern, scrutinizing her appearance before gently touching her arm.

Frowning, she inquired, “Why have you lost so much weight? Matthew mentioned that you had resigned.

What have you been up to lately?”

She guided Devyn to a seat beside her as the waiter brought another cup of coffee.

Devyn smiled.

“I'm still working as a designer.

I've launched an online store and have been involved in various private projects.

That's probably why I've shed a few pounds.

Devyn’s demeanor seemed slightly reserved as she lowered her head and adjusted the short hair near her ear.

Stella asked with worry, “Have you been facing financial difficulties lately?”

In her recollection, Devyn had always been a cheerful, carefree individual.

Yet today, Devyn appeared different from the girl Stella remembered, exuding an air of seriousness and fatigue.

Devyn shook her head, mustering a forced smile.

“I'm just paying my dues working hard to establish my career.

Please don’t worry about me.

She then shifted her gaze to Stella's injured hand, inquiring, “What happened to your hand?”

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Stella withdrew her hand, offering a brief explanation, “I injured it when a door slammed shut onat an art

exhibition.

It's nearly healed now.

“I see,” Devyn responded with a tinge of sadness.

“Your right hand is injured; you need it for your designs.

You must care for yourself and allow your hand to heal fully.

“Don’t worry, I'll be careful,” Stella reassured Devyn with a smile.

Devyn took a sip of her coffee before setting down the cup, her tone softening as she asked, “By the way, did

you enter Bella’s competition?”

Stella confirmed that she had.

Devyn’s gaze drifted to Stella's hand as she inquired, “What about your injury, then?”