Chapter 108
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 108:
What did this man mean? Was he taking advantage of her? âI donât have time. I have things to do later. Recite it now!â
Those words... were spoken so lightly. They were as light as feathers, as if he was the most powerful and busy person in the world.
Stella was so angry she felt incredibly frustrated. What did he mean by reciting the rules now? In the locker room?
Stella pursed her lips. Just as she was about to protest, two hands appeared on either side of her face. RK placed both hands on the wardrobe behind her, trapping her between the wardrobe and his body.
At the same time, Stella held her clothes tightly against her body. When she looked at the man in front of her, she felt like a cornered rabbit, caught in a trance.
âStay away from Tristan,â his low voice commanded, full of anger, yet still calm.
No one could easily detect the intensity beneath his words.
Stella frowned.
She had always kept her distance from Tristan, but hearing those words from RK made her feel uneasy. Who was he to tell her who she could or couldnât be around?
It was her choice. Who she wanted to be with was none of RKâs business.
She glared at him angrily. âRene Kingston, youâre being too controlling!â
They had been separated for years, hadnât they? What status did he have to tell her what to do?
In the past, when they were still married, RK had dictated everything in her lifeâwho her friends could be in university, who she could or couldnât hang out with.
He controlled everything, even where she could go.
Not only was he her husband, but he had also taken on the role of her father. But that was in the past. Back then, they were a legal couple, so Stella endured it.
Latest stories on .com But things were different now.
They had been divorced for years. And whatâs more, this man was getting married next month to someone else! What right did he have to control her life now?
Stella was furious. Her tone became heavier as she spoke.
âRene Kingston, you have no right to say that to me. In fact, I should be telling youâstay away from me in the future!â
Before Stella could finish her sentence, the clothes in her hands were suddenly snatched away.
âRK! What are you trying to do?â
âIâm controlling you too much, am I?â RK said as he pulled out her phone and placed it in front of her. âThat child just now... youâd better tell me if heâs your nephew or not.â
The phone he held wasnât hisâit was Stellaâs.
Just now, because she was in the office, Stella had made a video call to Adrian but hadnât taken her phone with her afterward.
She thought she would return to the office after changing in the locker room, so she hadnât been paying attention to it.
But now... how did this man know she was talking to Adrian?
More importantly, why did he want her to explain?
Had he already figured out the truth about Adrian?
When Stella heard his question, she couldnât help but tremble slightly. She had stayed abroad for years, afraid of running into RK after she returned. What she feared most was that one day, RK would learn about Adrianâs existence.
She feared that, if that day came, her precious son would suffer unimaginable pain.
After all, RK had never liked her, had he?
But thinking about it now, since he was asking, it meant he didnât have concrete evidence. He was just suspicious! His current tone told her he was merely questioning her.
The fear in Stellaâs heart eased as she realized this. Confidently, she replied, âThat was Emilyâs nephew. If you donât believe me, you can ask her!â
Although she had made the video call from the office, RK hadnât been there at the time. Stella reflected on the situation...
Ever since she had been assigned to the secretarial office, it seemed like her workspace had been specifically arranged under surveillance cameras.
At first, she thought it was a coincidenceâmaybe the higher-ups wanted to monitor her work more closely. But now that she thought about it...
She hadnât paid attention to the surveillance camera earlier while video chatting with Adrian.
Normally, RKâs suspicions had been based on her interactions with Adrian. But today, Tristan had been involved as well. Tristan had taken Adrian to the amusement park... how could that be right? How could Emilyâs nephew be connected to Tristan?
As Stella pieced together an excuse in her mind, RKâs voice cut through her thoughts.
âStella, itâs best if I donât find out you secretly gave birth to my son behind my back!â
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