Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 411:

Soon, there was a mess. The police came downstairs with Mr. Clark. When they saw Stella, they stopped in front of her.

“This man, surnamed Clark, not only stole items but is also taking drugs. We found a small amount of methamphetamine and ketamine under his bedside table. It seems he couldn’t afford the high cost of drugs, so he chose to steal instead.

However, he has only recently started using drugs, so it shouldn’t be difficult for him to quit. It ultimately depends on whether he knows how to repent or not.”

As Stella heard what the police said, it felt as if her brain had exploded, leaving her completely stunned. “What… Taking drugs? How could he take drugs?”

“Mr. Clark, you are the kindest and most honest neighbor here. How could you…?”

“I am sorry,” Mr. Clark said, refusing to look up at Stella. “I will do my best to change.”

“Miss Richard, we will handle this matter properly.” After that, the policeman left with Mr. Clark.

As he was brought to the police car, Mr. Clark looked back at the building where he had lived for a long time. There were many onlookers outside—neighbors who had once taken care of him and helped him. He had received their kindness before, but now he felt he wanted to harm them.

wrong, his mother would grab him and beat him. She wouldn’t stop

whether it was forgetting to memorize a text or failing to complete his homework. He would be forced to stand with a textbook

he found himself excluded and forced to rent a

tricked into taking drugs and did not resist. He couldn’t pinpoint when it all began. He grew

more at

drugs. He lost all his wealth and eventually

Clark regretted his choices. If he had found a proper job and worked hard, maybe he could have bought his own house and even fallen in love with a kind and gentle girl. No matter how harsh the world was to him, he could have survived

the world did not offer him much tenderness, he could certainly support himself. There was no need to complain about life. Now, Mr. Clark regretted it deeply, wondering if God would grant him another

returned home, she felt as if everything was surreal. Mr. Clark—it turned out to be him. The revelation was shocking. She had never expected that the gentle and kind-hearted Mr. Clark would

one should not be deceived by the pure and good appearance of things, as it is crucial to see through to the true nature beneath the facade. The most important thing was that anything too extreme would not be good. Whether it was being too evil or

one was to either end, the greater the possibility of falling, even if one had the momentum to overwhelm the opponent. There are always pros and cons to

he was, the easier it became for him to be controlled by evil thoughts. In the end, he changed without anyone noticing. Everyone thought he was still as gentle and harmless as before, but in

or beautiful, as long as you are satisfied and remain the pure and kind person you were

belongings, pulled them with him, and walked out with her. “Hey… RK, what are you doing?”

longer. Hurry up and tidy up. Follow me back to the RK Mansion. You haven’t been back