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Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 267
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Chapter 267:

The atmosphere of gossip spread quickly through the cafeteria. By lunchtime, the entire company seemed to

know about the supposed between Stella and RK. Emily, eating her lunch, was shocked by how quickly

the rumors had spread.

It was astonishing how people seemed to know the affairs of the world without stepping outside.

The power of gossip was undeniable, and Emily was convinced of it now more than ever. She finished her meal

quickly, eager to get back to Stella and share what she had overheard. These people were terrifying with how

fast they had pieced everything together.

A colleague sitting beside her nudged her arm.

“Emily, aren't you good friends with Stella? Do you know anything about this?”

The room grew quiet again, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for Emily’s response.

“Hehe, no, Stella has never toldanything about that. How could I not know? Her friend must have made a

mistake... The president is way out of her league. How could he fall in love with a small employee like Stella?”

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Emily said, trying to deflect the topic as casually as possible.

But her attempt to brush it off only made everyone believe the gossip even more.

It was over now—everyone seemed to think Stella was going to becthe president’s wife. Or perhaps she

already had been? There didn’t seem to be much of a difference between the two scenarios. Either way, Stella

was no longer someone the others could gossip about casually.

After finishing her lunch, Emily rushed back to the office.

Meanwhile, Stella stood in the elevator, watching as the numbers lit up floor by floor. She recalled the first time

she had cto RK’s company to deliver medicine to him.

In the early years, RK often forgot to eat when he was busy with work. Whenever his stomach started hurting, he

would eat whatever he could find—biscuits, cakes, or drinks. He barely ever had a proper meal, and most of the

time, it was cold food. His eating habits were terrible.

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At first, no one knew about his habits, not even Sophia. But Stella noticed. She saw how carelessly he treated his

health. Whenever he had a stomachache, he would take medicine haphazardly and not deal with the issue

properly.

So, whenever he left home, Stella would never let him eat cold food. She would always prepare honey or other

remedies in his suitcase and remind him to take care of himself.

On one particular morning, RK left in such a rush that he forgot the medicine Stella had prepared. When she saw

it still on the table after breakfast, she didn’t think twice—she hailed a taxi and rushed to his office. RK, on the

other hand, didn’t realize he had left it behind until he was already at work. But he brushed it off, not thinking

much of it.

Halfway through his day, RK’s stomach started acting up, but he powered through, finishing his meetings before

lying down in the lounge to rest. When he woke up, he was surprised to see Stella sitting beside him.

When Stella had first entered the company’s lobby, the security guard didn’t recognize her. Hardly anyone in the

company knew who she was, so she was naturally stopped at the door.

She couldn't exactly say she was RK’s wife, so she told the guard she was his friend, bringing him stomach

medicine. Unsurprisingly, the guard didn’t believe her and refused to let her in.

Just as Stella was at a loss for what to do, she spotted Alex Tristin, RK’s special assistant, who often handled

matters on RK’s behalf. Naturally, Alex knew Stella well.

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“Mrs. RK, why are you here? Are you here to see the president?” Alex asked as he approached.

“Yes, he forgot his medicine,” Stella answered, a bit embarrassed.

The security guard, realizing his mistake, looked terrified. “Mr. Tristin, is this really the president's friend? |

thought she was here to harass him... but you just called her Mrs. RK.”

Alex didn’t even need to say anything—the look he gave the guard was enough to convey his meaning: just wait

for your punishment later.

After that, Alex led Stella into the building. They took the president's private elevator, so everyone in the

company soon knew who Stella was. She had been a bit nervous as the floors lit up one by one. Alex couldn't

accompany her all the way to the top floor, as only RK or certain people were allowed to use the president's

elevator.

Alex pressed the button for her, and Stella soon found herself on the top floor. The space was vast, and without

Alex to guide her, she would surely have gotten lost.

A few minutes later, Alex emerged from the staff elevator and took Stella straight to the president's office. But

the office was empty. Alex knocked on the door to the lounge, where he guessed RK must be resting, then

quietly signaled for Stella to go in.