Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 37:.

Stella quickly withdrew her hand from his palm, as if she was the one taking advantage of him. What a show-off! He was getting ruder and ruder.

Not only had he taken advantage of her earlier on the stairs, but now he was also in her grandmother’s living room, doing his own thing. To top it off, she was getting married next month.

Stella turned away angrily. “I can’t clean your pants. When we get back, you can take them off and I’ll wash them.” No way was she going to clean a man’s body part. At best, she could wipe the stain off his pants and wash them later.

RK raised his eyebrows, looking at her, but said nothing. He neither agreed nor refused, but at least he didn’t ask her to clean his pants again.

The sauce was dark, and with his black pants, the stain was barely visible. After a good while, they both finished eating and sat down uncomfortably because they didn’t know what to say.

Grandma came out of the bathroom after a long while. It was as if she had deliberately given them some private space.

As she watched them both, watching their expressions closely, she noticed her granddaughter’s flushed face, but neither spoke.

Grace looked at them and smiled, thinking that Stella was simply too shy to say anything. From their expressions, she guessed that their relationship was improving.

Grace sat down across from them and asked, “Stella, are you done talking, did you eat, did you like it?”

Stella pouted, what could she say? With such a cold man sitting next to her, how could she eat? She was too scared to do anything. “Grandma, try this food! It’s good and it’s your favorite,” RK said, serving her some food on the plate with her injured hand. But wasn’t her hand supposed to be injured? That’s why he needed someone to feed him. But there he was, trying to please his grandmother, showing no sign of pain.

Grace took the plate from him and gently stopped him. “Your hand is still hurt. You’ll hurt your wound. You don’t need to serve me; I can do it myself.”

Stella contemplated the scene before her. The atmosphere seemed very warm and harmonious. But she felt out of place, like an outsider in that warm scene. It was as if they were grandmother and grandson, and she was the outsider.

“Rene, you and Stella shouldn’t always come to the hospital to see this old woman. You’d better go out to the movies or to the street,” Grace suggested kindly.

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“I know young lovers today like to do that. But look at you two, always here with me. It’s such a waste of time. You barely have time to be alone together.”

She was kindly giving them advice. Stella

She didn’t mention how busy she was; she knew her grandmother would give

with him. It was bad enough seeing his face every day

wouldn’t want to look at him at all. But now, his grandmother

month, but he couldn’t seem to control himself. He had a fiancée,

smile faltered slightly as she noticed Stella trying to reject her suggestions, making her feel a little embarrassed. But it was

telling him, “How shameless.” He was lying to his grandmother, claiming he didn’t have a girlfriend, and he was trying to deceive her.

said, “Stella, if you and Rene get married

laughed

But what had happened?

lack of enthusiasm. But she continued to insist, “Stella, if you marry Rene, I will be

man sitting next to her as if nothing had happened. “Grandma, wait until next month. You’ll know everything.” She didn’t want her

more, so she decided to wait. When RK and Sophia got married

wasn’t saying anything, so she also shut her mouth and stopped talking about

last time. Today she decided to wait for him to leave before going home. It was too uncomfortable to stay alone in

of leaving, said, “Stella…. Rene… It’s getting late. You should go back now.” It was obvious that she wanted them to leave together, but

that I get to be with you. You don’t know how rude and mean my boss is. He makes

didn’t realize that she and RK worked at the same company or that he was her boss, so she took the opportunity to stab him in the back. Grace,

for? What kind of boss asks his employees to work overtime off the clock? No wonder

on the side, and

scold that man in front of her grandmother with her head held high. And the best part? He was sitting right next to

You should not be working for him. Resign as soon as possible

opportunity to bring them together. “Work with Rene, and he’ll

this man?”. She had said all that in the hope that her grandmother would help her get

the moment and said, “Miss Richard, if you work here, I’m sure I’ll

to his words and felt her heart flutter in her chest. Try as she might, nothing seemed to

“Forget it. It’s no good

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