Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 250:

RK didn’t seem to have any intention of answering Stella’s question. He remained silent, and that only made her more uncomfortable.

For a moment, the bathroom was eerily quiet, the awkwardness palpable. Stella couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Why had she asked that question? She already knew their relationship would end sooner or later. But did she secretly hope they could last longer? And why did she ask about Sophia?

Did she really think she could compare to Sophia? She knew this man likely only had Sophia in his heart.

Lowering her gaze, Stella turned her head away and muttered, “Just get out. I need to take a shower. Don’t look.”

She shifted to the side and carefully pulled back her injured right foot, wanting to avoid him in every possible way. The last thing she wanted was for him to take advantage of her or, worse, see her like this.

Since rumors about him and Sophia were already out there, and he hadn’t denied anything, wasn’t that proof enough? His silence felt like an unspoken agreement.

A wave of frustration welled up inside her, and she wasn’t sure when she had started feeling this way toward him.

Finally, RK didn’t say a word and left the bathroom.

After Stella spent nearly two hours in the bath, struggling due to her injured foot, she eventually came out of the bathroom, only to find that RK was gone.

A servant stood at the door instead. Whether RK had asked her to be there or not, Stella didn’t know.

with your shower?” the servant asked, her tone full of concern. She glanced at Stella’s foot. “Your ankle… Is it alright? You shouldn’t have moved on your own. I was waiting for you at the door. The

asked about your foot. He noticed it’s more swollen than before. It seems like he’s quite worried about

newest

Really? He asked about

asked her what happened, but she had refused to answer. She didn’t want to get into it, especially when it involved Sophia. She had

sister could be—if RK had asked her, Sophia might have turned

would you like me to apply the medicine for you?” the servant

servant explained. “He

discomfort. Since when did that man care so much

for an ice pack. Why hadn’t he shown this kind of

in a foreign language, different from what

shook her head, pushing the thought away. She didn’t want to believe it. Perhaps he just had this ointment at the company, or maybe his

it. Their relationship was temporary, and if she let herself believe he cared, she was

should I help you apply the

it myself,” Stella declined. Then,

leaving the bathroom, RK had disappeared. Was he

after he stepped out of

the only reason he came back today… was to give me the