Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 336:

“You were also abroad for six years, weren’t you? Don’t worry; I will make my return when it’s time. As for you, take care of yourself.” Violet’s response had always avoided the word “return.”

“Hey, don’t tell me you don’t want to come back. Mr. Bryant is waiting for you. Do you have the heart to see the two old men waiting with their necks strained?” Stella pressed on. With Violet’s filial piety, she would certainly feel sorry for her parents.

“Let’s talk about it later. I’m busy these days and can’t free myself from the affairs of the magazine committee.” Violet seemed hesitant.

“Have you encountered any problems?” With Violet’s carefree character, it was rare for her to be so undecided. Deep down, Stella sensed that something must have happened to her.

“No, with my ability, what problem could I possibly encounter? My life is smooth sailing right now. What do you think? Are you envious?”

“Hmph.” Stella suppressed the doubt in her heart and wore the grin she had on her face before. Violet had always been a strong girl, and Stella believed that no matter what problem she faced, she could resolve it on her own.

After the video call with Violet, Stella turned off the laptop. A glance at the clock revealed that it was late… It was past ten o’clock in the evening. Stella instructed RK to carry her to the toilet. After the trip to the washroom, she lay down on the bed and fell into a deep slumber.

Two days passed uneventfully…

Every day, Stella felt frustrated after staring at the laptop screen, her eyes locked on the documents with conflict written all over her face. She figured she had reached the bottleneck of creative writing, as she had no thoughts or ideas.

staring at the laptop screen and the scenery outside the window, she felt as if she would

RK was not around that morning. Where had

buy breakfast in the morning. It was from an unfamiliar

where your

“Hello?”

RK? Can you recognize who I am just from my voice?” The

replied flatly. “What’s

about the old days with you.” Carson’s burst of laughter echoed over the phone, his attitude

to talk about the old days. I’m busy,”

guess I will have to pay a visit to the hospital to check

intentions were clear—he wanted

off. “Nine o’clock at the coffee

as straightforward as

the hospital with breakfast. Carson was certainly coming for him, to the point of investigating

nap in the hotel. When he woke up, it was around seven. He ordered food online and,

Back then…