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.”

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don’t forget… I’m counting on you to take me back

pinching her chubby cheeks. With that, Stella started walking in

and son were chatting

At home…

and she had nowhere to live here except RK’s mansion, where she had lived for

go there, and even if I

in an apartment she

and since they were both from the same country, they got along well. Last

“Stella, you’re here!”

the kitchen, heard the noise in the living room and came out to see. When she saw

had just come out, he still wore his apron around

on the little boy next to her and her face filled with excitement. “Look who’s

to hug him tightly

frowned because, with the exception of his mother, he didn’t like anyone kissing him. But of course, there was nothing he could do because he knew his aunt was always like

continued, “Auntie made you your favorite grilled sandwich and corn chowder today. You want to eat, don’t you?” she asked

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

how much I’ve missed

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

“Fatty?”

her words and jumped down from the couch. “I think Auntie is getting old and her eyesight has gone bad, how can she say I’m chubby? It’s just that I’m

angry face, turning his head

aunt who even knows how to cook delicious food?”

a year since we last saw each other, and look at

smiled, because the two of them

said, “Honey,

mother’s words and