Chapter 474
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 474:
âJust now, how could I have thought he would believe me and not trust Kaylee when I explain? It seems... I can only say that after he loses his memory, he also loses his feelings for me!â
The two of them felt like strangers right now. It just so happened that Stella still had this man in her heart. As for RK... perhaps she had never been in his heart before, not even in the past.
Seeing this, Kaylee said, âMiss Richard, donât take it to heart. Rene is just like that. If there is anything, just say it. And Rene...
donât blame Miss Richard like this. She may... have some misunderstandings!â
As she spoke, Kaylee feigned concern and spoke well of Stella.
Stella, who stood by, felt it was completely unreasonable, leaving her at a loss for words. She was so angry that she wanted to explain, but then she heard a male voice behind her. âJust now, I witnessed Miss Richard being ignored by Miss Cooper.â
Behind her, the manâs voice was neither warm nor angry, but it seemed that he was coming to help Stella. Stella turned her head and saw the man who had saved her from the bathroom appearing at the banquet! As Ray spoke, he began to walk in her direction...
Standing in front of him, Kayleeâs face turned red! Holding RKâs arm, she said, âRene, donât listen to other peopleâs nonsense! I am not related to Miss Richard! Weâve only met twice. Why would I harm her? Besides, Iâve always been with you! I poured a glass of wine just now, and all your employees saw it!â Kaylee hurriedly defended herself.
As she spoke, she looked at Stella and Ray. It was obvious she was puzzled as to why Ray would support Stella.
After that, she smiled and said, âMr. Clark, I think you have mistaken me for someone else! How could I do such a thing to Miss Richard?â
After saying this, Kaylee refused to admit it! Even if she had done it, she would never own up to it! Especially now that RK was still by her side, she maintained a timid and lovable demeanor in front of him.
It wasnât easy for Stella to have a witness to defend herself. She immediately stood in line with Ray and said with a nod, âYes!
When I was in the bathroom just now, Miss Cooper locked me in the stall! She also sprayed water all over me with a pipe! Mr.
Clark saw it...â
âIt doesnât matter.â
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RK said, âI donât know how you got hurt. I donât care if itâs Kaylee or not. What do you want to say?â
His words felt so frivolous, as if the evidence she had repeatedly emphasized was like a bubble in his eyes! For RK, it didnât matter how much Stella had suffered or whether she had been hurt at all!
âStanding in front of him, Stella didnât know how to reply. It seemed that no matter what she said, it was unimportant.
He, RK, could trust Kaylee unconditionally! Even if Kaylee was the one who did it, he didnât care at all! It was because he didnât care about her that this man was indifferent to the matter!
Stella stood between them, wanting to leave, but her feet felt as heavy as lead, and she couldnât take a step forward.
âStella, donât be wronged next time!â
Kaylee said, âI think you must have seen it wrongly, Mr. Clark. Rene and I will leave first. You should go back early. Your clothes are wet. Donât catch a cold!â
With that, Kaylee took RKâs arm and left with him. The two of them looked like a perfect match, but all Stella saw was red!
Perhaps Emily was right... It was time for her to let go. Just like RKâs advice, the past had become the past, and now he was starting over!
How good would it be if she could start over like this man and let go of the past?
âMiss Richard.â
Behind her was Rayâs voice. âYou canât wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, just like you canât touch someone who doesnât love you.â
Stella lowered her eyes. Now, even someone else could see such a simple thing, but she was still obsessed with it. She still couldnât let go...
It seemed that she should give up now!
She had completely given up on this man!
Stella hid the loneliness in her eyes and lowered her head, saying, âThank you, Mr. Clark. Thank you for your jacket and the explanation...â
âI just donât like it.â
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