Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 110:

He looked at her indifferently, but his eyes were full of emotions, making it impossible to understand what he was thinking.

Stella withdrew her hand, realizing it wasn’t appropriate to pull on his clothes like that. But she continued to speak. “You go and hide first… wait until they leave… then you can go out.”

As she spoke hesitantly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She wished she could dig a hole and disappear! Why did she always feel so embarrassed around this man?

RK didn’t move, as if he had… agreed?

Stella looked at him strangely, thinking his silence was a form of agreement. She was still holding his sleeve and said, “Go hide behind the wardrobe.

It’s not easy to be seen there. Once they’re all gone, you can leave.”

“Give me a reason…”

RK spoke those four words.

“A reason to help you?”

Stella was speechless.

A reason to help her? Did he even need one? He had barged into the women’s locker room without permission and seen things he shouldn’t have.

Yet, not only did he feel no shame, he asked her why he should help her! This was outrageous!

He was clearly in the wrong. Why did she have to give him a reason to help her? He should be the one atoning for his actions!

A moment of silence passed.

glared at him, unable to give him a reason. She was furious at

fresh tales on

was until someone at the door suddenly said, “Get the key!

I’m going!” someone

Stella grew anxious.

but now he was

to break into the locker room, Stella had no choice. She swallowed her

didn’t want to say it, but

future, she would have to find someone to calculate her misfortune. RK must have been

thin lips curled slightly, and his gaze was unreadable. She couldn’t

she realized before how slow this man

she had asked was for him to hide for a while! Was that so

in while she was changing, and now, he was refusing to

Crack…

of the locker

the door, “What’s going on? Why is the door locked?

silent when they saw what was

the sight of a man and a woman in the locker

one moved.

was

in his suit and leather shoes, hands in his pockets, staring at Stella. Meanwhile, Stella was standing

how one looked at it, the scene

face turned

the president’s presence, didn’t dare to gossip aloud, but they didn’t know what to

awkward, dry laughter. Stella didn’t know whether to stay or