Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 53:.

The more Stella tried to distance herself from this man, the more she kept running into him. At work, she had no

choice but to tolerate him, but now, when she was about to leave, he still wouldn't let her go! It was clear that

he was doing it on purpose.

But those who worked closely with RK were naturally different. Alex stood in front of her, not moving. “Miss

Richard, please don’t make things difficult for me. I'm only carrying out the president's orders.”

Stella, increasingly frustrated, blurted out: “There are so many people in the secretariat! Why did you choose

me? | just arrived in the country and I've only been in the office for a few days. | don’t even know most of the

work - why should | go?”

At noon, this man canceled her lunch break and docked half of her pay. Now, as she was about to leave work, he

still didn’t want to let her go!

Alex, still firm, replied, “Miss Richard, if the president asked you to go, then you have to go. Besides, the

president said this will help you understand his habits in no time.”

Stella thought it was ridiculous. To learn his habits? In a short time? She had been with him for three years and

knew his habits inside out. Why did she have to start learning them all over again?

Stella rolled her eyes.

Alex continued, “Miss Richard, it is not a waste of tto work overtime. Didn't the president dock your salary

earlier? He said that if you attended the meeting with him, you would get your salary back.”

Stella was not interested in anything else, but the mention of her salary caught her attention. She had been

upset ever since her paycheck was docked for no reason at noon. Now that she had a chance to get it back, of

course she wanted to!

However, Stella kept grumbling, “The lunch break deduction wasn’t my fault! Why did everyone else get a break

and | didn’t?”

Besides, she knew that this man was pulling her leg. In the past, he couldn't stand to see her happy, and now he

wouldn't even let her have lunch! And if that wasn’t enough, he also wanted to take taway from her after

work!

This man was infuriating. Did the president have too much ton his hands? Was he sitting around all day

thinking of ways to make his life miserable? Didn't he have a child at home? Didn't he have to go hearly to

take care of the child?

Alex placed a piece of paper on the table in front of her. “Miss Richard, this is the dress the president has asked

you to wear when you accompany him tonight.”

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Stella rolled her eyes again.

Did he have a problem with her clothes? She was just his secretary at a meeting, why did she care so much?

Before leaving, Alex reminded her, “Miss Richard, remember to wait for him in the office. The president does not

like to be disturbed when he is working.”

Stella was speechless. It was all about the president. Like father, like son - did he think she wanted to see him?

But in the end, Stella reluctantly agreed. She wanted to refuse, but the thought of getting her paycheck back

prevented her from doing so. Losing half a day’s pay wasn’t worth it. For one thing, her salary wasn’t very high,

and if they docked it even more, she figured she’d have to live on air for the next month.

Stella opened the paper bag on the table. Inside was the dress, light sea green, sleeveless and knee-length.

When she saw the brand name, she realized it was Chanel. Stella was surprised.

This man was unexpectedly generous. He asked a secretary to accompany him to a meeting and gave her an

expensive dress. Did all the women in the secretary’s office receive clothes from him?

Stella went to change and returned to her seat. It was late and everyone had gone to work. She was the only one

sitting there, feeling a little lonely.

Stella pulled out her phone, intending to call Tristan when his call cin first....

A soft voice cfrom the other end. “Stella, | just finished my operation and am on my way to your company

to pick you up.”

Stella quickly replied, “No need, no need! | have to work overttonight, so I'm afraid | can’t go out with you.”

It wasn’t the first the had canceled his plans. Before, when they lived in the Richard family home, Tristan

used to go out with Stella on weekends.

After all, at home, she felt there were too many eyes on them. As for Tristan, he preferred to spend talone

with her. Every weekend, he would find fun places for them to visit together. But Stella never fully understood

her brother's intentions. Whenever her friends asked her out, Stella, who loved to make friends, would cancel her

plans.

He often said, “Brother Tristan, we see each other every day. It doesn’t matter if we miss a day.” He often used

this excuse to disengage from him.

Over the years, Tristan had gotten used to it. But this was his first date since she’d returned.... “I'm sorry...”

After waiting a while without hearing a response, Stella thought he was angry and awkwardly apologized.

His tone reminded Tristan of the past.

Every tStella made a mistake, she apologized to him like this. Tristan smiled bitterly. “It’s all right. I'm not

angry. I'll pick up dinner and bring it to you at the office. You shouldn't go hungry just because you're working

overtime.” In fact, he had an operation tonight, but he canceled it because he wanted to go out with Stella.

Tonight, it looked like they would both be working overtime. He hadn't expected to be the one most willing to

sacrifice for this relationship. Tristan smiled helplessly.

As a doctor, he could spend all day in the operating room. He wasn’t like others who only worked eight hours.

But there were many things he was willing to give up for Stella.

Stella turned it down again, awkwardly, “No need. I've already had dinner with my colleagues.”

Stella hesitated, but she still didn’t want to tell him that she was going out with RK. After all, Sophia was Tristan’s

sister. Even if there was nothing going on between her and RK, talking about these things always carried some

implications.

Besides, it was just a misunderstanding...

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone....

Tristan finally said, “When do you finish work? I'll cpick you up.”

Stella didn’t know what to answer.

He had already missed his appointment and had turned down her offer to bring him dinner. Now she had to turn

him down again. “I'm not sure when I'll be done. No need to pickup; I'll go halone.” said Stella

awkwardly.

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Looking at her phone, Stella knew he hadn't hung up: he was

still listening. Stella sensed that Tristan was angry...

Putting everything aside, Stella thought of Tristan as if he were her brother and felt she should comfort him.

After all, it was he who had made the plans.

“Tristan... Don’t be angry! I'll buy you dinner next time! I'm sorry...”

For sreason, every tshe talked to him, she felt like she was her old self again. Then, when she did

something wrong, she would act like a spoiled child and Tristan would always forgive her.

Now, talking to him, she couldn't help but go back to being that little girl, knowing that her older brother would

forgive her.

Indeed, Tristan responded.

Stella sighed in relief. “Thank you! | knew you'd forgive me..."”.

“Stella!”

Stella didn’t even finish the sentence when she heard a deep, cold voice behind her.

The lights in the office were dim and cast long shadows on the tall figure looming behind her.

On the floor, the shadow stretched out like a demon that stalks people at night. It was terrifying, especially when

he called her name: his voice was cold and sinister, and it sent shivers down her spine.

The sound of his leather shoes echoed loudly as he stepped on the marble floor, the office was deserted after

hours.

Stella gripped her phone tightly. “Tristan, we'll talk later. | have to work. I'm hanging up.”

After saying a quick goodbye, Stella ended the call. She feared that the man behind her would devour her the

next second.