Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 269:

Stella was about to refuse when RK’s intense gaze stopped her. To be honest, she didn’t have any particular clothing preferences.

She was never someone who cared much about wearing new clothes. In short, she didn’t want to owe him anything during their fake marriage. Once Sophia recovered, she would leave for France peacefully and never return.

By then, she would act as if RK had never appeared in her life. From that point forward, they would just be strangers.

“Ding!”

Stella was pulled back to reality by the sound of the elevator. She had reached the top floor.

The lunch break was relatively short. If she’d known, she would have gone to visit Adrian at the hospital instead of facing RK’s cold demeanor. Still, visiting him for a short while would have been better than nothing.

Upon arriving at the president’s office, she knocked on the door. No one answered. After knocking again, there was still no reply. She thought maybe RK wasn’t there, which was a relief. She could just leave and say she had come by. The surveillance cameras would prove she had made the effort.

“Come in.”

Just as she was about to leave, RK’s voice called out from inside. Stella had no choice but to open the door and enter.

RK was eating his lunch.

Stella asked curtly. “If

building was different from the main RK Group office, but his office décor was identical to the room where they used to have dinner. It was

urgent. Sit down and eat,”

stories

a lunchbox placed across from

she didn’t care for

subordinate to eat together. I should go to the cafeteria,”

not one to

decide what’s appropriate. At least in this building,

but to sit down

meal, RK noticed she hadn’t touched

piece of tomato from her plate. “Didn’t you always love

if he knew her so

tomatoes, so I

the setting and the people were the same as before, their relationship was entirely different. Their thoughts and

silence. Stella stopped eating for a moment, surprised he was asking about her life in France. It seemed he had come

was tough back then, I did everything I could for him.

never complained, and he thrived. He was always cheerful. When he started kindergarten, he became a little leader, like a gang boss of all the tall