Chapter 236
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 236:
Stella turned on the lamp beside the bed and saw a tall, straight figure standing nearby.
She didnât know when RK had returned. She hadnât even noticed him approaching while she was on her phone!
Damn it, this man walked too quietly, without making a sound!
Stella looked around for her phone...
She saw it had been thrown far across the room by RK.
Both the phone and the battery were broken in half!
âRK! Why did you throw my phone?â Stella questioned angrily.
What did this man mean? Ever since she had started living there, he had been controlling her constantly. He had to have control over everything!
Besides, didnât he usually stay at the office? Especially at night, he barely ever came home! How could he suddenly come back like today? At noon, he returned from his business trip without a word.
She thought that after leaving the RK mansion in the afternoon, he wouldnât be back for a few days. Who would have thought...
Not only had he come back, but he suddenly appeared in the middle of the night! It was terrifying!
She wondered if something was wrong with him that day. Why had he suddenly returned to the mansion?
âI gave you the phone. Do I need a reason?â
The man standing next to her said coldly.
Find whatâs next on g al no ve ls ;com That... It was as if he was saying that since he had given her the phone, he could do whatever he wanted with it! Stella was furious!
Living under someone elseâs roof and following their rules was a concept clearly enforced by this man!
In the past, when he wasnât home, Stella didnât think much of it. To be honest, she even found it nice to stay in the RK mansion.
But now... whenever he came back, she felt like a mouse facing a cat. She wanted to hide from him if she couldâshe wanted to avoid him!
In short, it was best not to be discovered! But she hadnât expected this man to smash her phone just when she had gotten it back that day!
Stella was so angry she didnât know what to say. Fine... After all, that phone had indeed been bought with his money.
Back then, when she first moved into the RK mansion, she hadnât had a phone because of the college entrance exam. Stella had grown used to living without a mobile phone for a long time. Besides, there werenât many people who needed to contact her.
After moving into the mansion, Stella had become accustomed to this way of life.
Especially when she was studying at university, she stayed there full-time. As for the people from the Richard family...
She hoped they wouldnât come looking for her. They didnât even give her a phone, let alone anything else. So, Stella had gotten used to not having one.
After entering the RK mansion, because she had to go back home to pack every weekend, RK had given her a phone. So, in the end... The phone had indeed been a gift from the president.
However, that didnât give him the right to just throw it away like that!
When you give something to someone, it becomes theirs! How could he throw it away without her permission?
This man never cared about others!
Stella was so angry that she tried to climb down from the bed to retrieve the phone that had been thrown across the floor. But as soon as she moved her feet a little...
The man beside her suddenly reached out, pressed her back, and pushed her down onto the bed.
âRK! What are you doing?â
âDo you want to lose your feet?â
His voice remained cold and calm beside her.
When RK spoke, he never showed any emotion, yet he gave off an unpredictable feeling, making it impossible for others to read him. Stella was speechless.
Okay, fine! She finally understood that as long as she stayed there, she couldnât do anything without being controlled by this man!
Before, when she was at the karaoke, he had taken her away without warning. Now...
He was even telling her she couldnât play on her phone at night!
That wasnât all. He returned without a word, and while she sent a message to Steven, RK had silently stood behind her, watching without saying anything. What was he doing?
Was this man... spying on her?
Stella simply didnât say anything more.
She turned around and ignored him.
She had just decided to let the president do whatever he wanted! Then, there was the sound of his footsteps behind her. After that, the bedroom door closed... and then, there was no sign of him.
She guessed he must have gone back to work that night.
.
.
.