Chapter 13
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 13:.
Stella felt a shiver run down her spine as Emilyâs words struck a chord. It was as if she had just seen a ghost. Almost immediately, she felt herself perk up.
Stella looked in the direction of the stage. She saw that the man was looking in her direction. His deep blue eyes were unreadable from that distance, so it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
There were almost a hundred people in the room. Stella didnât know if it was because she hadnât applauded or something else, but she didnât understand why the president of the company was looking in her direction.
Still, it was very scary to look into his eyes. Stella quickly averted her gaze, lowered her head and began to clap her hands silently.
âAhhh! Look! Mr. Kingston is looking in my direction!â
The girl sitting next to Stella smiled excitedly and clapped louder.
When RK finished her brief speech, she came down from the stage and took a seat in front. He was seated about a dozen tables away from her, with several people between them. Only then did Stella let out a sigh of relief.
âAll right, listen up everyone,â Elena announced, addressing their table. âToday it is our project team that is going to propose a toast to Mr. RK for his speech.
Everyone think about what you want to say to Mr. RK, but make it something more original than âYouâre very handsomeâ or âI like youâ.â
Elena said this as she looked at the girl sitting next to Stella with a meaningful smile. âTake advantage of this opportunity,â she continued.
âNot everyone gets a chance to talk to Mr. RK. How he remembers you in the future may depend on how you behave today.....
Good luck.â Elena finished speaking and left.
Afterwards, all the women seated around the table quickly pulled out their makeup bags and began applying it. Some were putting on blusher, some powder, some even mascara. They were behaving as if they had attended a beauty pageant.
Stella, for her part, felt a surge of frustration.
Ever since she had returned, she had always heard about the man. After the RK Group acquired her company, she heard about him day and night. Sometimes it seemed like she heard more about him than she breathed in a day.
Stella put down the spoon. She didnât even feel like eating. Now, she just wanted to go out and get some fresh air to clear her mind.
Your favorite tales are on gαâηÏνíâs.çоnn She would go back inside after her toast; this way, she could escape this situation.
It was not that seeing him aroused old emotions, but that if she met him or stayed near him, her feelings would flare up.
But she knew that he would not recognize her in the extreme, so what was the point of him coming into her sight from time to time and disturbing her peaceful life? Stella thought that, at that moment, she should get as far away from him as possible.
With that thought, Stella quietly made her way to the lobby entrance.
Suddenly, she was called by a person who had just walked in. âStella Richard.â
The voice was a bit familiar and full of disgust. It fell on her ears, causing Stella to stop and look at the speaker. She saw Sophia standing not far from her, in a red dress and high heels, holding a purse in her hand.
âI heard from Dad that you were back from France. I didnât think it was true,â Sophia scoffed, her voice full of disdain. She didnât even bother to crack a fake smile.
Stella looked at Sophia with a cold expression. When she lived with the Richard family, her sister always made her angry.
Her mother hadnât lived with her since she was young, and David Richard married Sophiaâs mother and brought her home.
Because of her stepmother and stepsister, Stella lived in her own home as if she were living in someone elseâs home.
All those years, Stella had learned what it meant to live under someone elseâs roof. She had seen how her father loved other women and how he had spoiled her stepsister since she was a little girl.
Stella had wanted to leave the Richard home as soon as she was sensible.
But leaving was not easy. What she had not expected was that her chance to leave would come through marriage to Rene Kingston, instead of Sophia.
At the time, a fire had disfigured Sophiaâs face, and her father, fearing the consequences of breaking the marriage contract, had replaced her with his sister. Now, after so many years, Sophiaâs face had returned to normal.
âStella Richard, youâve been abroad for many years, why are you back, and why are you working at RK Group? You must have ulterior motives, right?â
âRK is about to marry me, so please stay away from him. Do you think that just because you have been RKâs mistress for three years, you can still consider yourself RKâs wife?â.
Stella didnât answer and just looked at her with a smirk, calm in appearance.
After a while, he spoke, âSophia Richard, itâs been years since I last saw you, but I didnât expect you to look exactly the same as you did before.â
This was how they addressed each other as stepsisters. It was very easy and simple to understand, and effectively demonstrated how much both sisters loved each other.
âHuh? Same thing?â
Then Sophia suddenly burst out laughing and said, âBut youâre the one who hasnât changed. Didnât you still love RK? Thatâs why you work at his company. Otherwise, why didnât you accept when dad asked you to work in his company? You donât even want to work in your familyâs company but you want to work in your ex-husbandâs company.â
âStella Richard, I have never met a more shameless woman than you. You have no shame.â
âShut up!â Stella burst out, her voice cold as ice.
âDonât project your twisted thoughts onto me. Where I work has nothing to do with you. And yes, if you want me to leave, then go and ask your future husband why he wouldnât let me go back to France.â
Without waiting for an answer, Stella turned and walked away, without giving Sophia so much as a glance. What bad luck to be so...
âDid Sophia really think she wanted to stay in X City and didnât want to leave? Only she knew how much she wanted Rene to send her back to France so she would never have to see him again.
If it were not for the fact that she was afraid of finding a new job in France and everything would start from the beginning, where she would not even be able to afford normal expenses for Adrian and herself, she would have given her letter of resignation long ago!
She was forced to stay here for her life. It was not easy to find work in France.
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