Chapter 335
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 335:
Sure enough, the invitation was sent over to the Kingston family. Did Carson not learn his lesson when he was in school? What was the purpose of his invitation? Although Carson was outstanding in all aspects, he was too eager for quick success and instant benefits. There were times when his patience was limited, which destined him to suffer a miserable defeat against RK in contests.
Deep down, RK could tell that Carson was back to seek revenge for the humiliation he had suffered. It didnât matter; he was waiting for Carsonâs challenge. No matter what Carson might think, RK was confident that he was bound to lose.
RK wasted no time looking through the emails sent by his parents and browsing all the contracts the company was about to negotiate. After ensuring there were no issues left, he handed the rest over to Alex.
There were times when RK felt tired. A dull life could always numb a person. Right now, Carsonâs return might bring him a challenge, which could be regarded as the seasoning of his life. He was quietly awaiting Carsonâs challenge.
When Stella woke up, RK had just returned from buying dinner.
âYou woke up at the right time, just as I walked in,â he said.
âThatâs right, the scent of food caught my attention,â she replied.
After dinner, Stella lay prone on the bed, digesting her scrumptious meal before turning on her laptop to video call Violet. Once the video connected, Violetâs bleary eyes came into view.
âHey, Violet, did you just wake up?â Stella joked with a smile.
âThatâs right. What a delight it is to sleep until I wake up without an alarm. Itâs all your fault for wanting to call me at such an hour,â
Violet yawned as she glanced at Stella. âHey, are you in the hospital? Why does it seem like I can smell disinfectant?â
âYou have a sharp nose. Even from this distance, you can still smell disinfectant. However, I am indeed in the hospital,â Stella said, feebly showing her hospital gown.
gαâηÏνíâs.com takes you on a journey âF*ck, whatâs wrong? Why are you in the hospital?â Violet was nearly jumping to her feet on the other side of the video.
âI jumped off a building and got caught by the burglary-resistant window. There was a cut on my back, so Iâm recovering.â
Stella was proud of the fact that she had never lied, so she didnât hide anything from Violet.
âHoly sh*t, youâre brave enough to jump off a building. How do you feel? Does it hurt?â Violet asked, raising her head to take a careful look at Stellaâs back.
âItâs all good now. Itâs almost healed,â Stella laughed. âNo, you and I both know that it must be boring to just lie on the bed. If you canât bear the loneliness, it will be troublesome once you tear your wound again.â
Sure enough, Violet knew Stella very well. She could even guess what Stella hadnât mentioned. Stella appeared to be a little embarrassed.
âDonât tell me that you couldnât stand the loneliness and split your wound again?â Stella weakly nodded.
âI knew you were a child who canât sit still,â Violet sighed in disappointment.
RK had just returned from washing some fruits. When he placed a plate full of fruit next to Stella, he caught a glimpse of Violet, who seemed to care nothing for her appearance on the laptop screen.
Violet seemed to see a crow flying over her head. She had just gotten up and was in her pajamas. Her hair was uncombed, her face was greasy, and she had no makeup on.
âOh god, such a handsome guy appeared in front of me... I might as well be dead...â
âWhat are you looking at? Go back to looking at your documents,â Stella said, reaching out to push RK away. âLetâs continue.â
âContinue what? Why didnât you tell me in advance that thereâs such a handsome guy behind you? I should have put on some makeup...â Violet pouted. âBy the way, I can tell youâre enjoying great benefits. You have a handsome man to protect you in the hospital. Youâre living a comfortable life indeed.â
âItâs just so-so. Two days ago, I fell on the ground, and my wound tore, so my back hurts a little. Iâm a bit bored in the hospital, but other than that, everything else is fine. Iâm enjoying a princessâs leave treatment.â
âYouâre living your life to the fullest, huh?â Violet forced a dry laugh and went on to ask, âIs the handsome man sitting next to you Adrianâs father?â
âEh? How did you know?â
Stellaâs expression, which implied âYou are amazing,â disgusted Violet.
âNonsense.â Violetâs eyes were always keen and sharp. How could she not see through the inside story? âOh, by the way, did you know I participated in the musical instrument performance competition hosted by our magazine committee two days ago?
Just by playing the guitar, I secured a spot in the top six. After playing a piano piece, I made it to the top three. In the end, I won the championship by playing a traditional melody from Midland. I have to admit that Midlandâs long history does have its benefits.â
âYou finally understand. When are you coming back?â Stella rolled her eyes, complaining about Violetâs behavior.
Violet laughed without saying a word.
âHey, Miss Bryant, when will you be back? Youâve been away for so long. Donât you feel homesick?â Stella felt the responsibility of an old friend for years to persuade a citizen of the country to move back.
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