Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 8:.

Emily had returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner while Stella remained on the couch, thinking about what Emily had said.

“Ding, ding…”

Suddenly, the ringing of the phone brings her out of her thoughts. Without checking the caller ID, she answered. “Stella…”

A familiar but distant voice rang on the other end of the phone. It was her father, David Richard.

Stella tightened her grip on the phone.

She didn’t know how to feel; it had been nine years since she had last heard that voice. During her three years of marriage to RK, her father had never called or visited her.

Even after she had moved to France for six years, he had never reached out to inquire about her well-being. Had it not been for this unexpected call, she would almost have thought he had forgotten he had a daughter like her.

He had almost forgotten that he had another family besides his son. Yet today, out of the blue, he called her.

“I hear you’re back. Come out and let’s have dinner.” Stella’s emotions were a tangled mess. “Dad, I’m busy today. Let’s meet another day.”

“I just saw you go upstairs. I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

Stella didn’t know what to do.

In the Restaurant…

Stella accompanied David Richard to the restaurant. As to how he knew she was back and where she lived, no one knew.

Once there, David ordered a variety of food. But as they waited, the atmosphere around them was very quiet. Although they were father and daughter, they felt more like strangers.

After a while, David broke the silence. “Stella, I heard from your sister that she saw you at the company. I hadn’t thought you’d come back from France.”

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of her cynically. How much did

looked at her father, whom she hadn’t seen for nine years, a smirk appeared on her lips. She

a child with you. Who is that child?” asked David, his words so

froze on her

him in X City. She didn’t want anyone to know either. After all, she had given birth to him in secret, against the wishes of the Kingston

she tell them about her son? She didn’t want

“Dad, I…”

asked me how I’ve been all these years, and yet all you do is ask questions?” There was a sharp tone of mockery

asking him why he had come back and what the child was. Such significant questions; she was sure they hid a danger for

asked the

my words don’t always come out right, how have you been?

he even care?” thought

sister is going to

if you didn’t meet her. You don’t want to go back to France and you plan to stay here, so why don’t you

“Don’t you…”

decision. You don’t have to worry

of hope and kinship in her heart vanished like the wind. She looked at her

the father who had arranged her marriage to RK three years ago and had used her as a chess piece for his sister, and now? Did he want her to

years ago. In this second chance of her life, she

up her purse and prepared to

and said, “I thought this time you wanted to see me

you for

only looking at me for profit. So… it’s better that

do the same. From now on, you no longer have

that if he thought of her again, he would try to use her as a chess piece

Outside the restaurant…

middle of the crowd, one man stood out like the moon

in a soft glow,

just glanced away and went

To her, he was just a stranger. She didn’t want to show up in