Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 143:

Since Tristan had said so, she couldn’t say anything more. Stella thought about her precious son and decided to talk about it with this man when Adrian was not by her side.

After all, Stella didn’t want her precious son to get involved in the disputes between adults. On the way, because of Adrian, the atmosphere in the car was not so quiet and awkward. The little guy kept talking along the way.

Occasionally, the man sitting in front would interrupt with a few words. The scene was very harmonious.

At the restaurant, after Tristan parked the car at the entrance, he got out and opened the door for Stella like a gentleman, with Adrian sandwiched between the two adults.

“Darling, the other day Uncle Tristan took me to eat Japanese cuisine, and now he’s taking me to eat French food.

He said he’ll take me to eat all the cuisines in the world in the future!” Adrian said, and his little face was full of sincerity and pride.

However, Stella only nodded and didn’t say anything.

Adrian looked up at Stella’s face. She looked calm, but her gaze was worried as if she were absent-minded.

He was trying to create opportunities for these two adults, okay?! Why didn’t Darling react at all? Didn’t she understand what he meant?

So he added, “Darling, can you join us for dinner in the future? Uncle Tristan, you don’t mind, do you?”

Stella secretly glanced at the little guy whose hand she was holding.

She didn’t know who this kid took after. The relationship between the two was so complicated, yet the little guy was trying to play matchmaker with her!

Stella didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. At such a young age, he only knew how to get his mother into trouble. When he got older… it would be terrible!

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Stella complained in her heart, When I go back later, I’ll teach this little guy a lesson!

Stella was now looking at her precious son, whom she both loved and hated! However, there was nothing she could do.

This time, before Tristan could answer, Stella said, “Adrian, don’t bother Uncle Tristan anymore. You have to be sensible!”

Originally, there was not much going on between her and Tristan. However, now, because of the relationship between Adrian and Tristan, it seemed that the relationship between them could not end.

Especially now, according to their seniority, Adrian really should call Tristan “uncle”!

However, was there really an uncle-nephew relationship between the two?

and felt that if the two of them acted like this, their

joy of being lifted high,

Adrian turned around pitifully and

the third party who had ruined his relationship

Stella, pouted, and asked

okay?” His expression was so cute that it could

the past, as long as Stella didn’t let the little guy do anything, he would always show such a look, looking

was nothing more than starting to use

didn’t fall for his trick and immediately refused. “No, Adrian! I said we can’t

up. He interrupted, “You don’t need to be so harsh

Tristan said gently.

as if she was the villain! As for Tristan, he was

crisp voice, “Uncle Tristan, you

then gently put Adrian back on the ground. The little fellow raised both

“Adrian, you’ll have to fly very high.

nodded his head expectantly and said happily, “I’m ready, I’m ready! Take off!”

a sudden, the scene turned into

had

while the other flew with the child in his

at it, it felt as if she could

flying in the air and heard his cheerful laughter, Stella’s heart couldn’t help but

just wanted

at the same time, she also

was only temporary… She was afraid that, in the end, Adrian would be

two rounds, the little fellow’s

Uncle Tristan, you’re so

put his little face on the man’s shoulder as if

seeing that there was a fine sweat on the little

was a habit for him to carry a handkerchief since

she was like Adrian, who

this man would carry a handkerchief and water with him so that he could give

Stella had always thought that this man did it because

an unusual

have a

to him, he kept smiling, and small dimples appeared on the corners

that moment, he pouted his pink