Chapter 351
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 351:
Aden smiled and lowered his head to continue sipping his coffee gracefully.
Carson felt that Aden was being very pretentious, having been cultivated by RK. This guy had caused a lot of trouble for people.
Back then, Aden was known as the most beautiful person in the basketball world during high school; he was like an enchanting and gorgeous rose.
He had really harmed many female students. Whenever he saw a beautiful girl, he would send her a message. That smile of his was like an electric shock, causing all the beautiful girlsâ legs to tremble, and he successfully seduced several particularly attractive campus belles.
Who would have thought that he and RK would eventually get along and gradually become the current images of cold, heartless, and shady businessmen? There wasnât even a trace of cynicism in Aden back then, but Carson remained the same. As long as one didnât forget their original intentions, they could always be consistent.
He was the hero model worthy of being worshiped by these hypocritical guys.
After drinking coffee with Carson, it was already past lunchtime. Aden brought a cup of cappuccino for Stella from the café and returned to the hospital with a small bag.
When Aden arrived at the hospital, Stella was typing on her laptop from her bed. When she saw Aden, she put down the laptop.
âHow was it? Is Carson gone?â
âMmm.â Aden held back his laughter and sat in front of the hospital bed. âCarson is so foolish that he is certainly no match for RK.â
âWell, he is as childish as Adrian.â Speaking of Carsonâs innocence made Stella laugh.
âAre you ready to file another lawsuit against RK?â Stella was caught off guard by Adenâs sudden mention of that.
âYes, I want to regain custody of Adrian and leave.â Aden sighed and said, âRK is dealing with Carson now. If you engage in another lawsuit with him, I fear it will be difficult for him. This could negatively impact his company. Are you sure you want to confront him now?â
Keep reading on gαâηÏvíâs.com Stella shook her head.
She wasnât the kind of person to add insult to injury. Moreover, RK had been taking care of her for so long that she felt she owed him too much.
At the moment, she didnât have anything. She didnât even have the capital to fight RK for custody of Adrian. If she had confidence before, now she felt completely devoid of it.
âWhat can I do to compete with RK? I donât seem to have anything!â
She would soon undergo skin graft surgery. After the procedure, her back would be nearly fully recovered. If one didnât look closely, they wouldnât be able to see the scar. In the future, she could forget everything about the past and live as a different person.
If she had any hope of being with RK six years ago, she was now completely desperate to leave him. People couldnât remain stuck in the past.
When Violet returned home, she fell directly onto the sofa. Carson treated her like a free nanny, even asking her to wipe the glass windows in his office. If she didnât clean them until her reflection was visible, she felt like she would just wait for death.
No matter how hard she wiped the glass, it wouldnât change. Did he think it was a mirror? B*stard, she wanted to curse him...
Although she was tired, she had to clean up and take a shower before sleeping.
Just as Violet was about to take a shower and lie down, her mobile phone rang again. She picked it up and looked at it, feeling an impulse to throw it down the stairs. D*mn it, wasnât he done yet?
She simply tossed the phone onto the sofa and went to sleep after it stopped ringing. When Carson asked her about it later, she would say she had been asleep.
Finally, after a long minute, the phone quieted down.
Then it started shaking violently again.
D*mn it, he really wasnât done yet!
When Violet answered the phone, Carson had already called nine times. Her phone was almost out of power because of him. In the end, she had no choice but to pick it up.
âHey, Carson, are you crazy? Whatâs wrong with you? Itâs the middle of the night!â
âDidnât I tell you to follow me around 24 hours a day? Did you not understand me, or did you deliberately ignore my calls?â
âI fell asleep and didnât hear it...â Violetâs arrogance was ruthlessly extinguished.
âCan you hear me now? Hurry up and come to my office!â She had no choice but to pack her things and get dressed before heading to Carsonâs company.
Why didnât this guy go home? Why was he still in the office in the middle of the night? Was he waiting for death?
When Violet went upstairs, she noticed that the lights in the presidentâs office were off.
D*mn it, was that guy messing with her?
When she walked further in, the entire top floor was quiet. Violet became more and more certain that Carson was playing with her.
However, as she walked further in...
Violet heard the sound of a wine bottle falling to the ground.
When she entered the presidentâs office, she saw Carson sitting on the floor in the moonlight.
Behind him was the cabinet with orange juice, and there were a lot of empty orange juice bottles scattered around him. Violet was taken aback. Was this guy drunk from orange juice? Wouldnât he be full after drinking so much? Wasnât he afraid of incontinence?
This guy was really sick.
âCarson? Are you drunk?â Violet asked tentatively. She did not want to clean up the mess of a drunkard. âCan you get drunk from drinking orange juice?â
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