Chapter 373
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 373:
**Talk About Wedding**
The scene of the snack street in the rain was particularly artistic. Each shop was decorated in a refreshing and beautiful style.
From a distance, it truly resembled a youthful campus TV series.
Along the way, Stella had already sampled a variety of snacks and drinks, including all kinds of barbecue skewers and lemonade. She didnât let go of anything she could take with her. Finally, she stopped at the spicy rice noodles and spicy soup restaurant at the end of the street.
The owner, known as Mr. Edward, was a very handsome and strong man. When he wore an apron, he looked particularly charming.
His eyes and brows highlighted his unique temperament, suggesting an extraordinary background, yet unexpectedly, he was selling spicy soup and rice noodles on the snack street. At first glance, one could tell he was a man with stories.
Stella had met Mr. Edwardâs girlfriend before. She was very elegant and named Miss Hailey Wood. With her good temper and manners, Stella had enjoyed chatting with her. Whenever they crossed paths while eating spicy rice noodles, they would chat more.
That afternoon, Miss Hailey Wood seemed to have lunch at her workplace, so Stella didnât see her. Mr. Edward nodded slightly to her as a greeting. When RK arrived, he didnât seem too surprised and also nodded slightly.
RK nodded politely in return and greeted Mr. Edward with a smile but didnât say anything else. He knew this Mr. Edward well.
This man had the potential to turn the business world upside down, but it was said that he avoided such matters to escape family disputes. RK didnât expect Mr. Edward to be selling spicy rice noodles and soup on the snack street. He had a hunch that he would soon confront this young man face-to-face.
Forget it; he needed to think about that later. He just wanted to have lunch with Stella that day.
The waiter who assisted Edward was a very shy boy. When he served the spicy rice noodles and soup to Stella, he smiled shyly and then returned bashfully to the kitchen. âLetâs eat,â Stella said with a smile, looking very amiable.
âMmm.â Only then did RK lower his head and start eating the spicy rice noodles in front of him. He had to admit that a key player in the business world was quite skilled at cooking. RK wondered if he could reach such a level after retirement.
gαâηÏνíâs.com is your gateway to fiction While he might not be able to sell spicy soup, he could certainly sell rice noodles.
With that thought in mind, RK burst out laughing.
âWhat are you laughing at?â Stella thought her way of eating must be too awkward, making RK laugh at her. She looked at him unhappily.
âItâs nothing.â RK held back his laughter. âI was just thinking about what to do when I retire.â
âWhat else do you need to do? Isnât it enough to enjoy delicious food at home in your later years? You donât need to think about anything else.â Stella smiled and lowered her head to eat the spicy rice noodles silently.
âYou canât say that. A person canât live a luxurious life forever. I really want to live in seclusion in the mountains.â
Living in seclusion in the mountains? Did he mean he would leave the RK Group behind?
âI donât think so. You have a big family. How can you just live in seclusion because you want to?â Stella frowned, pondering while looking at the ceiling.
âI still have Adrian, who can manage external affairs, and Alia, who can handle internal affairs. The Kingston family will certainly prosper.â RKâs expression suggested he had already planned everything.
âWhat if Adrian doesnât want to do business?â Stella asked. âIâve heard him say he wants to be an astronomer.â
âIt doesnât matter. We can just have a few more children.â RK was still quite young and could have several more children as smart as Adrian. At that time, there would certainly be one willing to take over the family business.
Why did he mention having children with her?
âAhem, ahem...â
Stella quickly lowered her head to eat the spicy rice noodles, not wanting to respond to RK. âHey, Iâm talking here. Did you hear me?â
How could he even think about having a baby without her?
âEr... I heard you.â
Stella looked embarrassed.
âIf you heard me, then what did I say?â RK pressed.
âYou said... You said that you want to have a baby...â
âPtff.â The food in RKâs mouth almost sprayed onto Stellaâs face. âItâs not that I want to have a baby; itâs you who will have a baby!â
âAhem... Ahem...â Before RK could finish his sentence, Stella quickly coughed and interrupted him. The shy young waiter thought she was choking, so he kindly handed her a glass of water.
âWhatâs wrong?â RK was very dissatisfied with Stellaâs interruption and was speechless. âAm I wrong? You are going to give birth to a baby for me.â
âThatâs enough. Stop it. Donât always rely on that topic. Letâs eat first.â Stella felt that if they continued to discuss that subject, she wouldnât be able to eat anymore. It was too awkward. âOkay, letâs discuss marriage.â
Stella realized RKâs words were like a bolt from the blue. She was so shocked that she almost fell off her chair.
âMarriage... What does your marriage have to do with me?â
âIf it has nothing to do with the bride, who else does it concern?â
Well, there was another big shock, and she almost couldnât hold on.
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