Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 7:.

Stella was still deep in thought when a sweet, childlike voice suddenly reached her ears. “Daddy… Daddy! The baby is here!”

Stella looked at the girl, about four years old, who was running toward the man in front of the car.

Alia had left the school surrounded by several bodyguards. When the girl saw the man standing in front of the car, she screamed and ran towards him….

RK noticed his daughter running towards him and quickly took big steps forward, taking the child in his arms.

The bodyguards followed close behind. He had only come to pick up his daughter, but it felt like a spectacle, attracting the attention of many onlookers.

“Why are you running? You know Dad will be worried.”

Alia nodded and said, “I know, Dad…next time.”

Stella was watching the interaction between father and daughter when a familiar, crisp voice came from behind, drawing her attention.

“Honey?”

Adrian, always attentive to Stella’s emotions, had noticed the sadness in her expression. Concerned, he looked at her and said, “Honey, if you’re not happy, I can give you a big hug!”.

Saying this, she opened both arms wide.

Stella looked at her son’s little face and hid the faint emotions from her eyes. She picked up the chubby little guy and hugged him tightly, kissing his rosy cheeks.

“Honey he’s not unhappy,” she reassured him, “but yes, your hugs are wonderful. I like them very much.”

After looking at her son, Stella forgot about everything else; she didn’t care about anything. In her life, nothing mattered more than her son.

“If my darling likes it, then hug me like this forever,” Adrian said with an earnest nod of his head, hugging Stella’s neck. “And when you grow old, I’ll hold you and take care of you.”

g Ɐ

to take me back and take care of

that, Stella started walking in the opposite direction of RK and his

chatting and laughing, as if they were alone in this world with no one

At home…

since Stella had returned, and she had nowhere to live here except RK’s mansion, where she

even

apartment she had rented with

together in France, and since they were both from the same country, they got along well. Last year, Emily was

“Stella, you’re here!”

room and came out to

kitchen and had just come out, he still wore his apron around

spoke to Stella, her eyes fell on the little boy next to her and her face filled with excitement. “Look who’s here, my little boy! You don’t

to hug him tightly and kiss

of course, there was nothing

you your favorite grilled sandwich and corn chowder today. You want to eat, don’t you?” she asked as she held

in her arms, Emily continued, “I wasn’t home yesterday, so I didn’t get to see you. It’s

how much I’ve missed my little

him on the couch and said, “But I can say

“Fatty?”

old and her eyesight has gone bad, how can she

an angry face, turning his head away from

you ever seen such a cute aunt who even knows how to cook delicious food?” she teased. Adrian, still sulking, said nothing, keeping

and complained, “It’s only been a year since we last saw each other, and look at this little guy? How

the two

fluffy hair and said, “Honey, go wash your hands. It’s time

listened to his mother’s words and