Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 71:.

Stella gave him a sidelong glance. She would never buy fast food for Adrian because she feared it would hurt his growth. Of course, the same was true of Tristan….

Being a doctor, how could I buy fast food for a child? It’s just that the food he brought was wrapped in a McDonald’s paper bag, but the food inside was not McDonald’s!

The little boy had never eaten fast food; he had only heard from his classmates that McDonald’s was delicious.

So when he received it, it was exactly as he imagined it would be. Adrian’s smile shot sky high when he saw his “McDonald’s”.

He immediately displayed himself in front of Stella, holding up his fake McDonald’s and puffing out his chest.

“Honey, look how nice Uncle Tristan is to me, he even bought me McDonald’s! Honey, you should learn from him.” After that, the little boy started eating his “McDonald’s” with pride.

Stella watched him, speechless and dumbfounded.

Was it a question of intelligence?

Why hadn’t he thought of doing something like that to cajole the little guy in the past? It seemed that he would have to learn from him in the future.

breakfast. Coincidentally, just like the breakfast she had prepared, Tristan had also

were similar to Adrian’s, but the drawings were different. When the

looked at Tristan and said, “Tristan, the breakfast you gave

little boy didn’t understand much else, he

out, turned the little boy’s head and commanded, “Eat your

favorite is on

and pretended not to notice anything. She awkwardly took another bite of food. Hadn’t she told this man before? How could

result, breakfast continued with Adrian and Stella eating the food Tristan had brought while Tristan ate the breakfast

scene was indescribably harmonious but

happy to eat “McDonald’s” for the

had signed Adrian up for a phonics class and said she would drive him to school. Tristan mentioned that he was headed there, so Stella didn’t refuse and agreed to

dropping the girl off at school, Stella intended to return alone when Tristan spoke again, “Stella, where are you going? I’ll take

take a cab back myself; you can go ahead and do

man hardly rested all year. Especially when he was in the hospital, he was so busy that

that he had one day off a month. Stella didn’t want to slow him down because of him,

“Today is the weekend.”

the car door and waiting for Stella to get in. “I’m going to rest accompanying you.” Stella

going to my grandmother’s