Love After Divorce
Chapter 302 Stella, you big lazy pig

Chapter 302: Chapter 302 Stella, you big lazy pig

Seeing that Stella looked good and her voice was not so weak, Tristan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you. I am much better." Stella smiled. When she turned to look at RK, she looked as if he owed her a debt. "What are you standing there? Go and get some water."

RK went to pour a glass of water, picked up a straw, and was about to hand it to Stella.

"Not for me, But for Brother Tristan."

RK was very angry as he handed the water to Tristan.

Tristan was also a little stunned. Brother Tristan? She began to call him Brother Tristan again. Did that mean that after this incident, she started to treat him as her brother again? Or was she together with RK again?

In the end, Tristan walked out of the hospital with a sense of loss. RK left the ward with the excuse of sending Tristan off, and there was a sneer on his face.

"RK, are you with her again?"

It took RK a while to realize that he was referring to Stella.

"Are you out of your mind? Do I look like someone who will return to what I have given up before?" RK said. "Besides, Stella can’t forget me, so what can I do? You had better give up. Six years ago, you didn’t have a chance, and six years later, you still won’t have a chance."

Tristan didn’t want to argue with RK. In this case, since Stella didn’t choose to be with RK again, it meant that she had completely let go of him. Did it mean that she had forgotten about the past six years ago? If she had forgotten about it, would she be able to accept his love?

RK felt that Tristan’s reaction was sorrowful, and it was in line with him being lovelorn and heartbroken. RK was very satisfied with this.

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RK watched as Stella got better day by day. He started to take care of her when she was unconscious until she woke up. He didn’t stop until she slowly regained consciousness. He watched as she could speak until her body gradually regained its strength and she could reach out to grab some things. He felt that it was something that he was more proud of than taking care of Alia and Adrian. He suddenly understood why some people worked so hard to become doctors to battle against death every day. The feeling of saving lives and healing injuries was amazing, especially for someone whom he cherished very much because he no longer feel helpless or lost. He could smile with her and suffer with her. He knew that there was nothing in the world that was more satisfying than this.

Stella’s body was getting better and better day by day, but she still did not dare to move. Usually, she would not lie prone on her back because the injury on her back was too serious. She knew that her back might no longer be fair and smooth in the future. Fortunately, she was not a person who cared about her appearance particularly, nor was she a young lady of the upper class. She did not need to wear an exposed evening gown. She could continue to work and wear her usual clothes like jeans and T-shirts as before. Unfortunately, no matter how optimistic she was, she could not say that she was not sad. Even if she was a girl who had lived a rough life, she could not say that she did not care about her appearance at all. When she saw the long scar on her back, she would still be sad and regretful.

On this day, when she was bickering with RK, she accidentally touched the wound on her back. She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat. RK was so nervous that he forgot that there was a difference between men and women. He opened her hospital gown and checked if her wound was bleeding.

Fortunately, it wasn’t.

"RK." She lowered her tone. "How long is the wound on my back?"

RK thought that she was looking for him to settle accounts with her. To his surprise, she asked that question when she opened her mouth.

He felt like he was caught off guard.

"It’s alright. It’s not very long. I am sure it won’t be visible, once you have recovered." RK said vaguely.

"Be honest. How long is it?" Stella looked at RK with a serious look in her eyes. "Don’t lie to me."

"It’s quite long."

Stella remained silent.

The air seemed to be frozen. RK was about to comfort her, however, she opened her mouth first.

"Am I ugly?"

When she asked that, Stella choked with sobs.

"It’s not ugly. It’s like a painting drawn by Adrian", RK comforted her in a soft voice.

Stella also smiled reluctantly. She could vaguely feel that the scar on her back was very long as if it had swept over the whole back. She didn’t know if it was because of the pain or the long scar. In short, she knew her back was her fault, so she had to bear it.

Stella’s concept of the time was vague. She didn’t know how much time she had spent in the hospital. She only know that Adrian had come over to see her many times. Emily also visited her often. She had watched all the TV series on the tablet. Every time she watched a variety show or reality show, she laughed so hard that her back hurt. She kept resting, and the pain in her back began to reduce. Finally, one day, she could walk again.

RK helped her up and walked around the ward a few times. She didn’t rest until she was sweating profusely.

Now, she could finally understand how Adrian felt when he was learning how to walk again in the ward.

It was just that she couldn’t exert her strength, because if she did, her back would hurt.

"Stella, you big lazy pig, get up."