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….

there a child

and politely asked, “Is this

nodded three times

might not understand him, Tristan

to why this man was holding his Darling and asking the

“Why are you holding my

his words, Tristan

home, she had received a voice mail from a child calling her “Honey”. She assumed it

asleep in my car, so I brought her back.” But as

his mouth with his little finger and said, “Who told you that

about?” Adrian thought. “Can’t she see how much Darling and I are alike? We’re clearly mother and son.

“Maybe the child doesn’t understand the relationship between adults,” he thought,

only reached Tristan’s

and said, “Put Darling on the

What a

he wakes up, he has to ask Stella why

I take her down, how will you get her to her room?”.

Stella’s, I’m not a bad person. You can check my ID card. If you think

thoughtfully, scrutinizing Tristan from head to toe. Then he flipped

at his ID card with a straight face, as if he understood everything. But it was clear that he didn’t understand anything? He just looked at the not-so-familiar words with

nodded and said,

a smile. It seemed the boy was

picked up his wallet and continued to look inside. Except for a few bank cards that he didn’t understand, there were only a few coins and a bunch of bills.

he’s quite rich…. No, looking at his face and his money, he’s not only rich but also quite handsome…. So he’s

her friends, only Adrian had been left home alone at the

house was not as big as the Richard family’s, but it was good enough for the three of them

gently placed Stella on the bed, then helped her change and

hand, watching Tristan. After a while,

leave immediately. Instead, he stood looking around the house where he lived. From the living room to the kitchen, Emily’s

looking at

“Yes,” Adrian replied.

Am I that old?” thought Tristan, but he didn’t care. “Why are you living with Stella, is there room for

the second part of the question at all,

her little mouth and raised her blue eyes, frowning at him. “Why can’t I live with her, what kind of

had said that the boy in her house was her colleague’s nephew. “Has something

at the boy in 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