Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 124:

“Darling… you’re so bad!” Adrian said, noticing Stella didn’t respond. He poked her ankle with his little finger, like a kitten trying to get attention.

It was so cute that, despite her earlier frustration, Stella’s irritation quickly faded. Her precious son always had a way of lifting her mood, no matter how upset she was.

Stella knelt down, gently holding his tiny finger, and sighed softly. “Alright, I won’t say anything about Uncle Tristan anymore, okay?”

“Uncle Tristan is a good man! Darling, you can’t be mad at him!” Adrian replied passionately.

The way he said it made it clear—Adrian was fully on Tristan’s side, even defending him! Stella was surprised.

When had her son become so attached to Tristan? She hadn’t even noticed their bond forming.

Stella rubbed her forehead. At this point, she didn’t dare speak poorly of Tristan in front of Adrian anymore.

She worried that her son might actually turn against her in defense of Tristan’s kindness.

“Go wash up, Adrian. After that, we’ll have breakfast and I’ll take you to school,” Stella said, trying to move the morning along.

picking up one of his racing cars to bring with

watched him run off and shook her head. Kids loved their toys, and she

during their years abroad, she hadn’t been able to

never bought such expensive toys for Adrian,

to living expenses, and there wasn’t much left over for luxuries like high-end toys. And now, seeing how much Adrian

updates available at

something Stella had been trying to ignore: her son longed

always a gap she couldn’t fill. The bond Adrian had formed with Tristan

pressed down on her. Maybe she had been wrong

had provided for Adrian financially and emotionally, but a father’s presence was something she

living room

kidding me? Who did all this?”

last night that you were going to sell these

toothpaste bubbles. He emerged from the bathroom holding his toothbrush in one

unwrapped all the toys!” She laughed. “Adrian, if you wanted to tear everything open, you could’ve at least kept the boxes neat! How am I supposed

his toy, suddenly frowned. “Who said we’re selling them? These are

his firm declaration, Adrian accidentally sprayed some of his toothpaste foam