Love After Divorce

RK walked in and stood in front of Stella.

He appeared like a king, towering above the world and looking down upon everyone as if they were nothing.

With his tall frame and commanding aura, he exuded an undeniable power.

Stella sat on the sofa, overwhelmed by his presence.

She remained seated, staring at him, shocked by his words.

She never expected this man to be so cold-blooded, uttering such harsh words without a second thought.

There was no hesitation in his voice when he said he didn’t want the child.

Stella looked into his eyes, trying her best to remain calm and hold back her tears. She didn’t want to appear weak in front of this cold man.

The two of them just stared at each other in silence.

After a while, RK walked over and sat opposite Stella.

As he sat down, his assistant, Alex Triston, placed a stack of papers on the table. At the top of the papers were the words "Contract Expired."

Alex looked at Stella and said, "Miss Richard, according to your contract with Mr. RK, three years have now been completed. Please sign here and finalize the process."

Stella noted the change in how Alex addressed her—from Mrs. RK to Miss Richard. Even though she still hadn't signed her name. A mocking smile appeared on her face.

She was sure that Alex wouldn’t have dared to take her so lightly, if it hadn’t been ordered by someone, of course, and that someone was none other than her husband.

RK took the pen and signed his name without a pause or thought. After finishing, he looked at Stella and said,

"You can stay here for a week and look for the house."

Stella looked into the man's eyes which are calm as a lake...

There was no regret, sadness, or hesitation—nothing.

It was as if he felt nothing about their relationship, which had suddenly gone through such a big change...

But as this thought crossed her mind, she scolded herself.

"Stella, are you a fool?"

"How can you expect any regret or sadness from this stone-hearted man?"

But still, she couldn’t control her emotions...

Because she had loved this stone-heated man for so many years.

Stella didn’t say anything and just looked at the man with whom she had spent the past three years. She had seen his face every day, yet now, as she looked at him, she still found him strikingly handsome...

But... he was also the man who had shattered her heart into a thousand pieces.

She didn’t want to show her vulnerability in front of him, so she tried her best not to cry. Her hand trembled as she held the pen.

She looked at the papers, saw his elegant and strong handwriting, and signed her name.

Just like her heart, her handwriting was also broken.

Stella was shattered inside, but she didn't show this on her face. After she signed her name, she took a deep breath and said...

"I am very grateful to Mr. Kingston that he allowed me to stay here for a week, but after our contract expires I don't think I should stay here. I will leave immediately..."

After speaking, Stella glanced at Mia and asked, "Mia, can you help me pack my things?"

Mia looked at Stella's face and saw how hard she trying not to cry and her heartache. She didn't want to do this, but she had to do it.

Stella went upstairs to pack her belongings, while RK watched her retreating figure, his emotions unreadable.

Stella looked around the room where she had lived for three years, her eyes turned blurred...

She can't hold back her tears.

She knew their marriage would end someday, but she hadn’t anticipated such intense pain in her heart...

Stella didn’t have many things to pack. She just packed her belongings but left everything RK had bought untouched— not even a single piece of clothing.

Mia watched her in silence, unsure of what to say.

Stella wiped away her tears and said, "Mia, don’t worry about me. I’m fine. It’s just that I’m not his Mrs. Right."

With that, she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.

Downstairs...

RK was still sitting on the sofa, watching Stella. But Stella didn't want to look at him and was ready to leave...

"Where are you going?"

Suddenly, his cold voice cut through the silence.

Stella paused and turned to look at him.

She hadn’t been on good terms with her family from the beginning, and after her marriage, it had been nearly impossible to maintain any connection with them.

As for him, they were now divorced, so she felt no reason or obligation to tell him where she was going...

"I don’t think my whereabouts has anything to do with Mr. Kingston. We’re already divorced and have nothing to do with each other. Mr. Kingston must be focused on his future wife, not on his ex-wife..."

Stella's tone was cold and it was like she was throwing daggers from her mouth...

She couldn’t comprehend his hypocritical behavior.

When they were together, and she was at home, suffering from a fever, at that time this man didn't even show his care towards her....

He was too busy with his business and making money...

He didn't care about his wife who was dying from a fever.

She wondered if it was her imagination or not, but it felt as though, after mentioning his future wife, the temperature in the room had dropped a lot...

She felt a chill spread through her body and decided to leave.

"Stop for a while..."