Chapter 38

Chapter 38:.

Inside the room, they were still arguing about going home when the nurse came in to send them away. Stella felt a surge of embarrassment. Not only had she been left without a phone, but no friends had come to pick her up either.

To top it off, they were being taken out of the room because visiting hours were over. Stella thought that the next time she visited her grandmother she would be better prepared.

First and foremost, she needed to check this man’s entire schedule to avoid running into him at the hospital. It seemed that every time she visited her, he was there, bringing her bad luck.

Grace waved her hand dismissively and said, “Stella, hurry home. It’s getting late and even the nurse is urging you to go. It’s already ten o’clock at night and I’m worried about you.” Grace seemed anxious to get them out of the room.

Whatever happened, Stella could no longer refuse. She didn’t want to go back to that man, but she couldn’t risk affecting her grandmother’s rest. She was worried about her health.

With an anguished face, Stella reluctantly said, “Then Grandma…. I’m going.”

“Okay, okay… Go quickly,” Grace replied, turning her attention back to RK, who was standing behind Stella. Grace winked at her, and Stella didn’t need to guess what her grandmother was trying to convey.

RK replied softly, “Grandma, I’ll text you when I’m home.” Whenever he spoke, his voice was calm and steady, which made everything he said sound convincing.

Maybe that’s why Grace believed Stella would be happy if she were with him. But Stella frowned, hating how he was deceiving her grandmother like that.

It was impossible for anything to happen between them, and yet they constantly misunderstood each other. Was it fun for him?

“Grandma, there’s no need to bother Mr. Kingston,” Stella said coldly. It didn’t matter if her grandmother misunderstood their relationship; she didn’t know the truth. But this man knew better.

She had already warned him not to meet with her grandmother, but he ignored her and continued to visit her, fueling these misunderstandings. What did he intend?

“Stella, don’t say that. It’s too late for you to go home alone. I’ll only feel reassured when I know you’re with Rene,” Grace insisted, waving her hand dismissively. “Now, you two should go quickly. I’m tired and want to rest. Rene, be careful on the way.”

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After speaking, he did not forget to remind her. RK kindly replied, “Understood, Grandma. We’re leaving now.” After saying goodbye, Stella reluctantly left the room with him.

At first, she didn’t want to go with him, but after thinking about it, she agreed. Because in front of her grandmother, she could not refuse.

Now, alone with him, she knew that resisting was useless. Anyway, she knew this man’s temperament well. As long as he dared to disobey the President, she would be the one to suffer in the end.

Besides, in the end, she had to follow him. For example, by the time Stella was in college, RK had already been in the working world for years.

Normally, he spent most of his time at the university and only came home during vacations. But at home she had nothing to do. RK was often away on business trips and she stayed home alone, like a ghost.

There were servants, of course, but they were under her orders and she had no real relationship with them. So her days were monotonous: sleeping, eating and waiting. She was the only one living in such a large village.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go out with friends, but every time she proposed, he turned her down and never let her go out alone.

In the end, she could only go shopping with him. Stella screamed in her inner self, “Hey, I want to go shopping with my friends because I want to complain about this man and how he won’t let her out and has her under house arrest.”

But forget it… It was still better to go shopping with RK than to stay home and be bored alone. So she agreed to go with him.

The next day, she had already informed RK that she wanted to go shopping at the mall in the afternoon.

Stella dressed up nicely, after all it was her first “date” and she wanted to look nice. But after getting dressed up, she waited so long for him that in the end she decided to go herself to pick him up at his company.

She didn’t want to spoil the day they had planned. How many women would go to her man’s workplace to pick him up on their first date? Probably not many. But here… Stella did it for him.

She felt aggrieved, but still she forced herself to do it. She took the elevator and headed for the president’s office, but as soon as she opened the door, what she saw shocked her. She felt as if the floor had been ripped out from under her feet.

She looked at the two figures in the office and wanted to laugh at herself. There she was, like a fool, waiting for him at home, and there he was, playing with her sister, Sophia.

She had put so much effort into making herself beautiful. For what? Just for that man. She skipped meals so they could have dinner together, and for what?

She knew from the beginning that he was only a substitute for Sophia, but what could she do with her heart, which always beat for him? This man’s heart never belonged to her; he had given it to someone else. At that moment, her heart broke into a thousand pieces.

After seeing them together in the office, Stella became very angry. She didn’t want to live with that man because she respected herself.

How could she stay with a man who cheated on her behind her back with her sister, inside her office? So, after leaving the company, Stella went straight home, packed her suitcase and prepared to leave the house in anger.

Anyway, their marriage made no sense. If he wanted to be with Sophia, fine. Then let him go ahead and live. She had nothing to do with him anymore.

But this man wouldn’t even let her out of the house. After that, he put her under house arrest and wouldn’t let her out at all. He was the one cheating, but she was the one being punished.

During the entire summer vacation, Stella did not leave the mansion. What was even more depressing was that, while she was stuck at home, he was on a business trip and didn’t return until the school semester started. Only then did he allow her to return to college.

Stella still remembered it all vividly. That overbearing man had tricked her and controlled her when she was about to run away from home. But why didn’t she say anything about him cheating on her?

“Get in the car,” he ordered as soon as they were out the hospital door. His aura was so imposing that no one could refuse him.

Having learned from past experiences, Stella reluctantly entered. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she could not escape him. So it was better for her to get into the car than to be forcibly taken away by this man.

This time she was quite self-conscious. Stella also followed behind her tall figure. As she was about to enter the car, she heard the driver speak, “Mr. Kingston, Miss Richard just called, will you be going home tonight?”

When the driver finished speaking, he looked at Stella, realizing too late that there were two Miss Richards. Stella also heard the driver’s words and froze, lowering her head, at that moment she didn’t know what to do.

At that moment she didn’t know what to do. Would she pretend she hadn’t heard anything and act indifferent?

In short, whatever happened, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. This feeling was not very good and it was unpleasant. Maybe she still had lingering feelings for him, or maybe she couldn’t let him go completely. In any case, her emotions were complicated. But one thing was certain: she knew they were wrong.

Six years should have been enough time to move on. Even if it was only a shadow in her heart, Stella stepped back and said calmly, “Since Mr. Kingston is busy, I won’t bother him anymore. I’ll go by myself.”

After all, he was going to Sophia’s. Why would he shamelessly sit in her car? That would only lead to misunderstandings.

RK didn’t react to her words, looking at her coldly as if it wasn’t her he was talking to. He didn’t change his expression and turned to the driver, saying, “Call her and tell her I don’t have time tonight.”

“Yes, Mr. Kingston.”

“You, get in the car,” RK ordered, his voice calm but firm. He sat down inside the car, tapped on the window with his fingers and added, “Do you want me to invite you personally?” In the blink of an eye, his deep blue eyes bored into hers.

As the light inside the car was very dim, she could not see clearly into his eyes or what he was thinking. She could only guess from his voice what he wanted to say. Stella felt compelled to do so. She was like a little white rabbit falling into the hands of the wolf.

Stella was so angry that she was pinned to the ground. She wanted to stomp her foot in anger to show her frustration. “Mr. Kingston, is it my choice to get in the car or not, what right do you have to force me?”.

That bastard… From the first day after her return, everything in her life had been controlled by him, from her job to her grandmother’s illness.

Where in her life had he not interfered? She felt as if she had fallen into a trap as soon as she returned to the country.

“And Mr. Kingston, you already have a fiancée-why are you doing such confusing and ambiguous things, letting people misunderstand you?” She looked at him, feeling a mixture of anger and hurt.

Even though she was in front of him, she still felt a little threatened. Even though that man was sitting inside the car and saying nothing, he still gave off a sense of oppression, spreading an aura that no one was worthy of.

RK looked at her lazily, as if her words meant nothing to him. She was angry and hurt, but he was relaxed and calm, as if he couldn’t understand her emotions at all. “Misunderstanding?” he said lazily.

“Is it a misunderstanding to send you back, Miss Richard?”

His words sounded as if returning his ex-wife was the most natural thing in the world. Stella’s anger flared even more.

Standing in front of him, she confronted him, “Are you pretending to like me in front of my grandmother so you won’t be misunderstood?

Aren’t you pretending you don’t have a girlfriend in front of my grandmother so you won’t be ambiguous if you want to go out with me? If it wasn’t ambiguous or a misunderstanding, then I was just being self-indulgent.”

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