Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 34:.

Yesterday, when Stella was at Richard’s family’s house, RK had stepped on her foot just because she wanted to take Tristan’s wine glass away from him.

At the time, she thought it might have been a mistake. But now, he had done it again.

Stella and RK were sitting together on the couch when he stepped on her white shoes. Stella screamed in pain. She glared angrily at the man and cursed inwardly, “Rene Kingston…. You are a demon. You are now the greatest villain.”

When she glared at him, RK looked at her and asked politely, “Miss Richard, what did you say? I didn’t hear you, could you repeat it, please?”

Stella couldn’t say anything; she just lowered her head but continued to scold him in her heart. “Shameless.”

Grace watched them, thinking they were just having a playful discussion, completely ignoring Stella’s complaints.

Regardless, Grace had complete trust in RK, believing that she would never cross any boundaries with Stella. At the time, Grace had more faith in RK’s character than in her own granddaughter’s.

Grace looked at Stella and said, “Now that Rene has cleared everything up, you have no reason not to go out with him, do you?”

She made it sound like Stella’s doubts were only due to rumors, and now that RK had cleared them up, she had no excuse.

“Stella, in the future, don’t believe the rumors that he has a girlfriend. There is always gossip about celebrities on the Internet. It’s nothing but nonsense spread by people. Don’t fall for it again.”

Stella wanted to cry, but she had no tears. She knew her grandmother wouldn’t believe her, but she still said, “He does have a bride….

They’re getting married next month.” Even though she knew her grandmother wouldn’t believe her, she had to say it. What else could she do? She couldn’t go along with RK’s lies.

RK looked at Stella and, maintaining his polite facade to his grandmother, repeated, “Miss Richard, you must be mistaken. I don’t have a girlfriend. Y… I wouldn’t mind having you as a girlfriend.”

“Bastard…” He’s a bastard. He was shameless. He clearly had a girlfriend, but he refused to admit it. And what did he mean by that? Stella knew him too well, he was as shameless and horrible as one could be. But someone like her grandmother, who didn’t know the truth?

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man. He even knows how to talk properly to a woman. He hasn’t had a girlfriend in six

“Good boy, my foot! He’s just a shameless

so she just rolled her eyes at RK,

granddaughter for not cooperating. After that, her grandmother tried to engage the three

with her. They chatted most of the afternoon. Stella waited for RK

doesn’t he just leave? Doesn’t he have so much work to do at the company? Why is he still here?” Since Stella rarely had time

for dinner. I’m going to buy something. Tell me what you’d like to eat and I’ll bring

He was almost six feet tall,

same question, with the same filial tone as Stella: “Grandmother, tell me what you want to

Look at him! How nice he is,” Stella thought sarcastically. “Not only does he care about

second, even she was about to be

at her and said, “Stella, why don’t you go with Rene? You know what I like to eat. You can choose

nothing. For the past six years, it had been this man who had accompanied her and stayed

spend more time with you alone. Let Mr. Kingston go out and buy the groceries.” She had no

them. Who knew that once they were alone, he might retaliate? She

time, it didn’t

don’t need you to stay with me. I’m fine on my own. You should go for a walk and spend some time together. You should get to

her no chance to refuse. She practically pushed them out of the room. Not only

to cry but not crying. Stella thought, “Why does this keep happening

I have to meet this man over and over again? It’s one thing to see him at the company-after all, he is my boss-but why do I have to see him

But when they got to the elevator, unfortunately, they discovered that

it was seven o’clock.

out of order because they were fixing the lights,

the hallway. I had the feeling that everyone in the

that the next time she left the house she would look at the horoscope. Because she felt she was having very bad luck these

need my help, just ask.” The deep, deep voice

coming from behind her. The man was walking behind her. Stella refused without hesitation, “No

their help”? No way. She wasn’t ready to die yet. She was sure that if she accepted his help, he would throw her down

helping her; he had only offered out of courtesy. It was clear he didn’t care if she fell or not,