Love after divorce - Chapter 374

Chapter 374:

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**Dug His Own Grave**

“No, no, when did I say that I was going to marry you?” Stella swallowed hard, trying to respond to RK’s shocking question, which felt like a bombshell.

“It will happen sooner or later,” RK replied matter-of-factly.

F*ck, why was this guy so confident…

Stella lowered her head and ate her spicy rice noodles silently, trying her best not to provoke RK, lest he make another unexpected move. “Stella, have you ever thought about what your future wedding looks like?”

After a moment of silence, RK suddenly spoke, catching Stella off guard.

“Huh? A wedding? I don’t think I’ve ever thought about it.”

“You are a woman, aren’t you?” Usually, girls fantasize about their future weddings.

“Nonsense.” Stella rolled her eyes. “Although I’m not sure, I like the traditional style, which is very classic.” RK remembered that their wedding six years ago had been in the most vulgar style.

There were many flowers, loud music, a priest, a public ring exchange, and a ceremony. She had shown no expression throughout the process, only saying “I do” before closing her mouth for the rest of it. It turned out she didn’t like such a wedding.

“Or perhaps a blend of ancient elements with some modern touches. I like the idea of a beautiful and elegant bridal look.”

RK ignored that she was a traditional woman. She had liked antique jewelry books since childhood. After getting the marriage certificate, he had often seen her reading many traditional books and stories. He had never asked for her opinion, but now he finally knew a little about her preferences.

“What else?” he asked patiently.

“Well… I like it… I don’t want a wedding with a lot of people. I want a wedding with just two people—oh, no, there must be some guests, otherwise, how can we perform the proper rituals?” As Stella spoke, she got lost in thought. “No, that’s not right. I’ve thought about this before. It’s not easy now.”

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Now, she was no longer the Stella she used to be. She had Adrian and a failed marriage, making it seem difficult to find a suitable partner.

“Why not?” RK had memorized everything she said. He was determined to arrange the wedding she wished for when the time came. He would certainly not let her suffer again.

“What?” Stella was lost in thought when RK’s sudden words caught her off guard.

“Nothing. What else?” RK continued to guide her.

“And…” Stella put down her fork, resting her chin on her hand in contemplation. “What else…”

RK didn’t push her. He took his fork and resumed eating the spicy rice noodles.

“Oh, yes! I want to travel all over the world to see beautiful landscapes with the person I love. To be honest, I prefer water over mountains. I want to visit Thailand, Tibet… Anyway, I want to travel around the world.” It seemed that he would be busy in the future. “Well, let’s wait until RK Group’s affairs are settled this year.”

“Huh? What does all this have to do with RK Group?” Stella was baffled.

“How can I travel all over the world with you if RK Group’s affairs aren’t settled?”

He was too shameless. Did she say she would go with him?

To be honest, she often felt that solo journeys were more interesting, but they could also feel lonely. As a lone traveler, she could learn a lot from exploring on her own. However, sometimes it felt good to travel with someone you love.

Uh… It seemed they were getting carried away. Weren’t they just there to eat spicy rice noodles and soup? How did they end up discussing travel…

“Ahem, what are you doing? Aren’t you eating your spicy rice noodles?” Stella coughed and began to eat again. “Who said you can’t talk about these things while eating spicy rice noodles?” RK appeared calm.

“Oh, so that’s how it is. Then tell me what you think!”

Stella felt it was unfair that she was the only one talking. She still wanted to hear RK’s thoughts. “Me? What ideas do I have? How could a boy think of those things?” RK couldn’t help but laugh.

“Why not? There was a boy in our high school who liked to think about such things. When the teacher was in class, he would always say that the rest of the students should be quiet and not hinder those who were thinking about important matters in their lives. The whole class would laugh, and even the one sleeping in front would wake up, hahaha…”

Thinking back, Stella couldn’t help but laugh. “However, I heard that the last boy was very miserable, but he fulfilled his dreams back then. Now, he’s selling things at the night markets. He can be said to be living up to his past wishes.”

RK didn’t know what to say. “Why are your classmates so wretched?”

“There are some who aren’t so wretched. I heard about a boy who graduated from college and hasn’t even had his first kiss yet,” Stella said.

“Is he still a man?” RK’s face was full of disdain.

“He can’t be considered a man if he hasn’t kissed?” Stella raised her eyebrows. “So you had your first kiss before college?”

Why did he feel like he had shot himself in the foot? Did that mean he had dug his own grave?

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