Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 31:.

Adrian was wearing his fluffy crocodile pajamas because he had just brushed against Stella’s arm, causing his hat to almost fall off his head. As he walked, his long crocodile tail swayed behind him, giving him an irresistibly cute look.

Adrian was about to move a stool to see who was outside when he heard a deep male voice. “Adrian, it’s me, Uncle Tristan.”

“It’s Uncle Cold Face,” Adrian thought.

Waiting outside, Tristan heard the boy’s footsteps and knew it was Adrian coming to open the door. He also heard him move the stool. Not wanting to disturb the boy to move things, he spoke first.

What he didn’t expect, however, was to be greeted with the nickname “Uncle Cold Face.” Tristan was almost offended by the name.

It was the first time he had ever heard anyone call him “Uncle Cold Face.” He guessed it was because the night before he had left with a cold expression and without saying anything, which might have frightened the boy.

He knew in his heart that Adrian was Stella’s son. But still, he was unwilling to accept the fact that Stella and RK had a child together.

Every time he thought of Stella, he felt an inexplicable urge to get close to that child, unable to help but get close to him.

So when he spoke again, his voice became softer. “Adrian, I know it’s my fault for scaring you last night. I’m sorry… Please let me…”

“Hmph.” Adrian let out a small, cold snort from inside. Peeking through the crack in the door, Adrian said, “Darling said she doesn’t want to see you. She also said not to let you in.”

Tristan felt a little embarrassed, but he didn’t let any emotion show on his face. “Then may I come in? I want to apologize to you. I know I scared you last night. Look, I even brought breakfast for you and Darling. Surely you two haven’t eaten yet, have you?”.

Adrian listened to her words and paused.

His words sounded tempting. Seeing him like this, who would believe that he was also the same man who had left the day before without saying goodbye?

Adrian snorted, pulled the stool closer to the door and peeked through the keyhole.

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Sure enough, Tristan was outside, holding two brown bags in his hand. Realizing Adrian was watching, Tristan held up the bags as if showing off what he had brought.

felt embarrassed. He pouted and asked, “What did you buy for breakfast? I won’t let you in unless it’s something

everything in the bags, one by one. “I brought samosas, hamburgers, noodles and chole bhature,

that. What’s more, he was surprised to learn

also bought the food he liked

could almost smell the food through the door. In fact, as a doctor, Tristan paid a lot of attention to a balanced diet. How could he let the boy eat samosas first

never eaten anything like

Stella lived with the Richard family, they never gave him pocket money. Whenever

of her for having such a nice brother, but

that. After that, she

hamburger. He had done this for himself. Darling usually made him hamburgers too, but he didn’t put a lot of toppings on it. It didn’t look like

door for him but didn’t open it all the way. He just stuck his hand out

for herself and went to wash her hands, he would secretly take something to taste it. And now, when her favorite food was in front of him, how could he

the table near the cupboard and leave. Then I’ll forgive

didn’t want to lose out anyway.

placed the bags on the table near the door closet and walked out of the

Adrian thought Tristan was really gone, he quickly opened the door and ran to get the food, not

Adrian suddenly

looking back, he

a demon was behind him, and it scared Adrian very much. He tightly gripped

them from him. Slowly, he turned and saw Tristan standing behind him. “Mr. Davis…” he

He reached out and lifted

pretty scared. Stella had carried him before, but she wasn’t as tall as Tristan. Now, Adrian felt

back inside. He gently wiped the dirt from Adrian’s tiny feet, which were tiny in his big hands. They seemed even smaller than the palm of his hand and looked white and soft when he touched them.

RK, when he saw the

pajamas and cuddled up to Tristan, it looked like Tristan

came out of the bedroom and interrupted

Tristan knew he had a son. And here they were… They looked so close

what was going on. She had only slept for a little while, and the two of them had already become

a guest. He even brought us breakfast,” Adrian said, waving

She kept calling him “Brother,” but her son was calling him “Mr. Davis.” It seemed too much