Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 39:.

The more Stella thought about it, the angrier she became. This man had gone out of his way to make others misunderstand their relationship over and over again. With his actions, how could people not get the wrong idea?

“I have my own plans for Grandma. You have nothing to worry about,” RK replied coldly. He spoke as if everything was under his control, as if everyone around him were mere chess pieces moving according to his will.

“Mr. Kingston, I have already told you that you have no business meddling in my grandmother’s affairs.

Now that I’m back in the country, I’ll take care of her,” Stella stated firmly. He had made it clear that Grace was her grandmother, not his. Why was this man acting as if Grace was also his grandmother? Did he think it was fun to fool an old woman over and over again?

“Should I be around grandma or not? Don’t you think you should ask her first?” said RK confidently. From the way he spoke, it seemed that his grandmother had already recognized him as her grandson-in-law.

But what could he do? It was true that his grandmother liked and even trusted him more than Stella.

However, Stella could not blame her grandmother. Over the years, when she was away, RK had always cared for her grandmother and taken responsibility for her.

Over time, he became the person Grace depended on, so it was only natural that she would rely on him so much. But Stella also knew that the more her grandmother trusted him, the more hurt she would be in the end. Their marriage had already failed; it was hopelessly broken.

It was understandable that Grace would make mistakes because she didn’t know the truth about their relationship. But what about this man-why did he keep approaching her grandmother over and over again?

He even had the audacity to suggest that she ask Grace if she agreed. And if Grace didn’t agree, wasn’t it all this man’s fault?

“Rene Kingston, I hate you for cheating on my grandmother over and over again,” Stella lashed out, overcome with anger.How could this man betray her grandmother’s trust?

Now, when Stella tried to explain that RK had a fiancée and wanted to clear everything up, her grandmother refused to believe her, trusting RK’s lies instead. This bastard had gone too far!

RK raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a cold expression. “This conversation is over. I don’t want to discuss it any further.”

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the car like a prisoner. The car door slammed shut

angry. This man was so rude. He was even forcing himself on people when he was giving her back. The silence in the car was deafening. With the window closed, only the sound of breathing could be

her and saying nothing, the tension made her feel as if

her behavior, making her too uncomfortable to do

driver looked back and asked, “Mr. Kingston, your hand is hurt. Would you like to buy some medicine to treat

at RK’s right hand resting in her lap. Only then did she remember that

as that man was for cheating on her grandmother, Stella couldn’t ignore the

words and stopped the car by the roadside.

to the car. There was no hesitation in her voice, no room for refusal. Why would she help him apply the medicine? The president was too rude. Did she say she would help him apply the medicine? She dryly bought the medicine as thanks for saving her. But what happened in the end? This man was so

anything? Did he think he could casually touch a girl’s thigh? Did she let him?

leg just as he was about to

was sharp, and since she didn’t respond immediately, he increased the pressure. “Rene Kingston, I don’t think your hand is hurt. You look pretty strong,” Stella muttered angrily as she rubbed her

man and even applying it to the back of his

sitting next to him completely ignored her words. His large hand remained on her leg and stroked it twice. The arrogant man seemed to say to her, “Hurry up! Apply the

her teeth in frustration. She had known many shameless men, but none as shameless as he was! How dare he be rude to her after all she

was sure she must owe this man something in her previous life; that was why, in this one, she let herself be bossed around by him

out of the bag and forced herself to apply it. When the pain in her leg subsided, she realized that the man’s hand was still on her. Try

realized that maybe she was thinking too much. Maybe this man didn’t care about other thoughts at

the cotton swab soaked in medicine and applied it to the back of her hand. Only then did she realize the severity of the wound: the skin on the back of her hand was almost completely scraped off, leaving a large

her leg and she concentrated on applying the medicine, with gentle,

yellow light from inside the car cast a soft glow on them, adding to the

of strange intimacy was created. After helping him clean the blood stains from the back of his right hand, Stella sterilized

screeching halt as it rounded a corner. The bottle of red medicine Stella was holding tipped over, spilling onto her

that day, he had managed to stain her clothes. First it was at the hospital, and now… suddenly, Stella felt a heavy burden of guilt in her heart. She knew she hadn’t done it on purpose. “I’m sorry,” Stella stammered, straightening

sorry. A cat suddenly appeared in front of the car as I turned

RK interrupted coldly. The driver quickly grabbed the handkerchief from the front and handed it back to him. Of course, RK didn’t take the handkerchief, so it was Stella who took