Love After Divorce N Chapter 322 Stella’s book

Chapter 322: Chapter 322 Stella’s book

Stella was a person who would certainly do anything she said she would do. Just after she said she would write a book, she already began to write one. RK thought that she was just joking, but in the afternoon, she began typing on the computer keyboard.

"She was an introverted girl who never spoke to others. She felt very lonely. No one understood her and no one cared about her. She had always lived an ordinary life in a hidden corner of the big world. Sotis, she thought that if she disappeared, would anyone look for her? Then, she would always answer her own question. ’No, no one. You are so insignificant. Who would rember you? You...’

"Hey, RK. Don’t be so shaless... Don’t peek at my novel."

RK was in high spirits when Stella co back from the bathroom. As soon as she saw RK peeking at the docunts on her laptop, she imdiately snatches the laptop back.

"I am not shaless. You are the one who opened the docunt and placed it in front of , okay? It just caught my eyes," RK argued shalessly.

"Alright, alright, alright. RK, don’t need to say anything, I know you are shaless. Your face was almost stuck to my laptop screen. What do you an it caught your eye? Don’t talk nonsense in a broad daylight."

It was the first ti that Stella had written sothing, so she couldn’t help but feel a little shy. She covered her laptop and scolded RK.

RK finally saw the side of Stella that was like a little girl. He felt that he had gotten sothing unexpected, so he didn’t argue with her anymore.

Stella cursed him in her heart, and then at the sa ti, she laid down on the bed and typed.

Typing was quite difficult. Think about it. Normally, when you were chatting with your friends, you won’t feel tired no matter how much you talked. However, if you typed without any purpose, it would be different. You would be so bored that you feel like exploding. If you had to write an article, you just thought about how to write it and then put your thoughts into the laptop. It was just torture, especially when RK sat next to her and kept interrupting her thoughts. It would be strange if she could write well.

She rembered that when she was in high school, Stella’s writing skills had always been the best. Whether it was writing or ideas, she was always praised by the teacher. The teacher often told her that she could consider doing things in different aspects. Unfortunately, at that ti, although she wanted to pursue such a career, she had been powerless. David could not give her much funds, so she spent most of her ti and energy on working and studying. She could only study honestly, write each composition casually, and then go to university. In a word, her life was not very exciting. Later, when she went to university, she gradually cultivated so hobbies. Occasionally, she would teach others calligraphy and painting. When she was in the mood, she would also travel with her classmates. She went climbing mountains, swam in a lake, went shopping, and traveled around before finally returning. No matter how ambitious she was, she could not use it as an excuse to avoid reality. Sotis, she took a step back to sober up and saw a lot of things clearly.

Thus, this ti, she prepared to write a book to fulfill her dream of that year. At least, she could let the teacher think that she was not that hopeless.

Thinking of this, Stella was full of motivation. She concentrated on typing in front of the laptop.

RK had a feeling that his life would be very boring in the future. He might have to listen to typing on the keyboard every day.

RK felt that he couldn’t let Stella kill him so easily. He had to make a big move.

In the afternoon, RK took Adrian to the hospital.

"Darling, Darling, I am here to see you!"

Stella was absorbed in typing when she heard Adrian and touched his tender little face. "Didn’t you say that you would co on weekends?"

"What’s the matter? Don’t you welco ? Did I disturb you two? Let

tell you, it was Bad Uncle who brought

here. What do you think? Is it an accident?"

Stella glared at RK who acted as if he could do anything.

"Of course, not. I want you to co. That’s why I won’t be bored." Stella continued to glare at RK.

"That’s good. Doesn’t Bad Uncle talk to you? Why are you so bored? Then I will have a good chat with you today. I won’t go back tonight, and I will sleep with you." Adrian tilted his head and began to inch over to share a bed with Stella.

"No, you have to go ho for a dinner at six o’clock." Before Stella could say anything, RK turned Adrian down coldly.

Adrian pouted and crossed his arms in front of his chest in dissatisfaction. He looked at RK with a resentful expression.

RK completely ignored Adrian’s glares. He continued to sit on the sofa in a cold and aloof manner.

"Darling, Bad Uncle is bullying ," Adrian complained to Stella in a tearful voice.

"It doesn’t matter. I will help you bully him later." Stella said fiercely.