Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 119:

Tristan responded calmly, “I was dropping Adrian off first, but then Emily told me you went to Starlight Nightclub, so I came over.”

Stella nodded, but inside, she wasn’t sure if she should be grateful to Emily or if she wanted to give her a good scolding!

It was becoming clear to Stella that Emily would tell Tristan everything—whether it was her struggles while living abroad or even when she returned home and what she was doing after work.

When would Emily stop sharing every detail?

Lost in thought, Stella lowered her head, but the car suddenly stopped at a red light. Tristan took off his windbreaker and handed it to her.

“Put this on,” he said, his tone neutral but with an underlying firmness.

Stella hesitated, sensing that Tristan had been holding back his anger since they got into the car. Perhaps Cherry’s presence kept him from expressing it fully, but she knew exactly why he was upset.

He was angry because she had ended up in such a dangerous situation, going to a place like Starlight Nightclub in the middle of the night.

She remembered back in high school, when she lived with the Richard family, how Tristan had always been strict with her.

No matter where she went, he would either accompany her or make sure she got to her destination safely, always picking her up afterward.

sneaking out to karaoke with her classmates, Tristan had appeared out

he was, dragging her out without

to disobey him again—especially not by

was bothering him. He had called her his “sweetheart” in

her head toward the window, refusing to wear his jacket. What would

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wear it? Then don’t blame me later if

Stella was speechless.

sitting quietly in the backseat, was just as

had Tristan

for years, since they were kids, and she never imagined he’d say something

awkwardly tense. Stella’s face turned red, and Cherry was blushing

in the rearview mirror, feeling mortified. Couldn’t Tristan see there was

started spreading at work because of this? If things

the jacket from

able to control himself” echoed in her mind, and she couldn’t help but feel

lingered, though it was barely visible in the dim light of the

windbreaker draped over her shoulders as she

I’ll go with you to

“Alright…” Stella agreed reluctantly.