Love After Divorce

Chapter 241: Your foot is injured? Sophias eyes gleamed with ill intentions as she stared at Stellas foot.

What are you going to do? Stella asked cautiously, quickly pulling the blanket over her right foot to protect it.

She didnt want to be hurt any further! Without a second thought, Sophia turned her attention to Stellas injured ankle.

This time, she swung her bag and smashed it directly onto Stellas already swollen ankle.

The pain intensified, and the swelling grew worse.

Stella let out a cry of pain.

Sophia! Youre crazy! Stop it! she yelled.

If you have the guts, go and tell RK you want him to divorce me! Why are you taking it out on me? Damn it! How had she ended up stuck with Sophia, of all people? And it just had to be when her foot was injured! Stella was in so much pain that she could hardly defend herself.

It wasnt as if she had wanted to marry RK in the first place; David had forced her into it.

Otherwise, she never would have agreed to marry a man she barely knew! If RK had rejected the marriage, none of this would have happened.

But in the end… If a man didnt want to marry a woman, the marriage simply wouldnt happen.

But here they were, and Sophia was furious.

Shame on you! Find more chapters now gⱯlnσv????ls․cøm Sophia was so enraged that she lashed out, swinging her bag at Stella as if venting all her pent-up anger.

Stella grabbed whatever was within reachspoons, forksand threw them at Sophia, trying to fend her off.

Help! Somebody, help! she screamed.

Just as Sophia prepared to strike again, a voice called out from outside the room.

Whats going on? The butler had been downstairs when he heard the commotion.

He quickly gathered a group of servants and rushed upstairs to check on the situation.

The old butler was the first to open the door and was shocked by the chaotic scene inside the room.

Miss… Miss Richard, please calm down! he said, hurrying to pull Sophia away.

A few other servants joined in, stopping Sophia from doing any further harm.

Miss Richard, lets talk about this calmly.

Dont do anything rash… Miss Stellas foot is injured, the butler urged.

Stella was speechless.

Of course her foot was injured! That was exactly why this woman had gone crazy and attacked her with the bag! She felt incredibly unlucky to be dealing with someone like Sophia.

The butler, along with the servants, finally managed to lead an unwilling Sophia out of the bedroom.

The room quieted down, leaving only Stella and a few concerned servants.

The remaining servants looked at Stellas swollen foot with worry.

Her ankle, already red and swollen, now had a small cut, with tiny droplets of blood oozing out.

Whats more, the swelling had worsened.

Miss Richard, shall I call Mr.

Kingstons private doctor to come check on you? one of the servants suggested.

Stella didnt refuse; she simply nodded in agreement.

After the chaos, she felt like her life was a mess.

At that moment, she couldnt help but reflect.

If she hadnt been forced into this marriage, she wouldnt have found herself in this situation.

She wouldnt be stuck in this never-ending conflict with Tristan and the Richard family.

Yet, here she was.

David had always said, When a girl marries, she cant return to her home.

People will gossip about her! It sounded like he was being considerate, but in truth… There was probably more to it.

For a long time, David had been unwilling to let Stella stay in the Richard family.

To be honest, most of it had to do with Sophia and Isabella.

Living with them, Stella had always felt like an outsider.

If it hadnt been for Tristan taking care of her over the years, who knows if she would have even survived? Sophia might have eliminated her long ago.

The relationship between Stella and Sophia had been terrible for years.

The Richard family had once been Stellas home, the home she shared with her mother.

But when Stella was too young to remember, Isabella and Sophia had entered the picture, and for as long as she could recall, they had always been there.

As for Stella, though it was her home, it always felt like someone elses.

In the end, she was the one who had been pushed out.

Stella smiled bitterly.

Sometimes, she couldnt help but feel sad and pitiful about her situation.

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