Chapter 442
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 442:
âThen get up. I will send a message.â
Above her head, there was still the manâs steady voice. Even after such an incident, his mood remained calm, as if nothing could affect him. But Stella was so scared that she hid in his arms. She trembled slightly and said in fear, âNo, donât go!â
âWhat if this man leaves and the elevator sinks again?â At that time, she would have no one to rely on!
âGet up...â
As usual, his tone was deep. Stella didnât even listen. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her head against him. She frowned and said, âNo! I donât want to get up! Iâm afraid...â
As she spoke, because of her initiative, the distance between them, one above and the other below, became even tighter. RK raised his hand and was about to push the panicking woman away when he caught a faint fragrance coming from her hair and body.
Suddenly, an image flashed across his mind. But this scene was so fleeting that he couldnât grasp it, and he couldnât remember it no matter how hard he tried.
âRK, where have you been in the past six months? Do you know how anxious I am?â Stella shouted. Perhaps, because she could not see the manâs expression in such darkness, she dared to ask him such a question. Maybe it was because they were so close that she felt emboldened.
This man was different from the two times she had seen him before. He had refused repeatedly. Now, he couldnât help but withdraw his hand that was by Stellaâs side.
âA British treatment.â
His answer came from above her head.
Stella was speechless.
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âIs this his answer to me?â
âDidnât he disappear? Didnât he hide from me on purpose? Didnât he regret marrying me? Did he go to England for treatment?
Heal what?â
Stella blurted out.
No matter how hard she thought about it, she couldnât figure out what disease this man had. They had known each other for a long time, but for so many years, she had never seen him suffer from any illness. He had always been in good health. When would he start going abroad for treatment?
More importantly, why didnât he tell her about the treatment?! At that time, he had left without even saying hello!
âHeal what?â
Seeing that the person she was suppressing did not answer, Stella asked again. Even in the dark environment, she tried her best to open her eyes to see the emotion on his face. She could feel that, at this moment, there was also a gaze on her, just like her own.
âItâs your bossâs private affair. Donât forget your identity. You canât go beyond your level.â
It was still his cold voice.
This time, he didnât provide her with an answer, nor did he explain what he needed treatment for. Stellaâs heart tightened as she pressed him for details, âWhat exactly are you treating?â
She didnât care who this man was, what superior he was, or what boundaries she couldnât cross. Anyway, he owed her an explanation! Because of this, Stella put aside the matter of being trapped in the elevator for a moment. Her mind was filled with thoughts of his trip to England for treatment, and she couldnât help but become anxious.
âWhy on earth is it being treated? Whatâs going on?â Stellaâs courage grew. She grabbed her CEOâs collar, wishing she could get to the bottom of the matter!
The man in front of her couldnât help but frown. It was clear that he hadnât expected her to act this way. As she was about to push the elevator button, there was another âboom...â sound!
This time, the elevator began to descend at an extremely fast speed again!
Stella let out a soft cry. Because she had just gotten up, the shaking and the sensation of falling made her want to roll to the other side of the elevator...
The hand that had been about to push her away subconsciously held her in his arms... Somehow, there was an aura surrounding her that made him treat this woman differently.
Fortunately, the elevator only sank one level this time, and it was not like the last time. This time, Stella was scared. Like a docile kitten, she lay motionless on the manâs body.
RK pushed her shoulder and said, âGet up and press the button for each floor first. Otherwise, I canât guarantee that it wonât shake again.â
This time, Stella was well-behaved. As she took his hand, she didnât let go. âYou press, Iâll hold you. If the elevator sinks again...
weâll still be together...â
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