Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 29:.

Tristan wanted to say something…

But in the end, he held back.

“Get in the car. I’ll take you home,” he said. After speaking, he turned around and got into the car, his back lonely.

Stella looked at his back and thought that since he hadn’t said anything about her calling him Brother Tristan, she would assume he accepted it. She had already shown her dislike of him anyway.

Stella got into the car. The vehicle sped away, as if venting its anger. But, of course, since Stella was also in the car, even though she was driving at full speed, her pace was steady and she was driving smoothly.

At a red light, Tristan stopped the car and looked at her. “Stella…. I won’t force you to accept me, but I won’t give up either,” he told her.

In all these years, it was true that I had never thought of giving her up, but I just couldn’t do it.

When you fall in love with someone, it’s not easy to let go. When he learned that he had divorced RK, he realized how much he wanted her in his life.

He rushed back, but she had been gone for six years. He thought she was gone from his life forever, that he would never see her again. But then… he saw her again. It was like a drowning man finding the shore.

He could not and would not give her up.

Stella listened to his words and pursed her lips. She didn’t know what to answer-should she persuade him to give her up? But then she thought, why should she, what right did she have to stop him?

Stella’s mind was filled with so many thoughts that she began to feel tired. Soon after, she fell asleep.

She was tired and felt very comfortable inside the car. Thanks to the medicine, she also felt that her stomach no longer hurt….

Thus, she slept soundly inside the car for the entire drive until Tristan took her out of the car and went home. At the door, he was about to wake the sleeping woman in his arms when the door opened from the inside.

It was Adrian who had opened the door for him.

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He was in the habit of sitting on the balcony waiting for his “Darling” so that he could see her as soon as she returned and open the door for her.

He had seen RK send her home twice and now, today, he saw Tristan do the same.

Since Adrian wasn’t tall and Tristan was already holding Stella in his arms, he didn’t see the girl inside the house and thought the door opened automatically. Adrian stood to the side, watching curiously as Tristan held Stella in his arms.

As Tristan was about to enter, he finally noticed the boy. He stopped and looked again at the number on the door. He remembered clearly that when he asked Stella for her address, she had told him the same house number….

was there a child

at Adrian and politely asked, “Is this

three times in a

him, Tristan again asked, “Is this Stella Richard’s

why this man was holding his Darling and asking the same question again, still

spoke. “Why are you holding my Darling

his words, Tristan

at the Richard family’s home, she had received a voice mail from a child calling her “Honey”. She assumed it

car, so I brought her back.”

frowned. He pointed to his mouth with his little finger

Darling and I are alike? We’re clearly mother and son. This

understand the relationship between adults,” he thought, and

more. Although the boy only reached Tristan’s waist, he stood

“Put

twitched… What a

he wakes up, he has to ask Stella why

to her

his wallet, handed it to Adrian and said, “I’m a friend of Stella’s, I’m not a bad person. You can check my ID card. If you think I’m a bad person, you can call the

scrutinizing Tristan from head to toe. Then he flipped through his wallet and looked at his ID

he didn’t understand anything? He just looked at the not-so-familiar words with

a while, he nodded and

a smile. It seemed the boy

for a few bank cards that he didn’t understand, there were only a few coins and a bunch

No, looking at his face and his money, he’s not only rich but

only Adrian

but it was

bed, then helped her change and tucked her in before

the doorway, his wallet bigger than his hand, watching Tristan. After a while,

closing Stella’s door, Tristan did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood looking around the house where he lived. From the living room to the kitchen, Emily’s room, and finally the third

he asked looking at

“Yes,” Adrian replied.

care. “Why are you living with Stella, is there room

of the question at

frowning at

the Richard family, Stella had said that the boy in her house

front of him, who was scowling like a wolf cub. He thought he looked adorable. It was rare for him to squat down in front of the boy and look at him. Now, looking at