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?

his nephew? Stella thought about it and

of being lifted high, but his mood

around pitifully

the third party who

neck. He tearfully looked at Stella, pouted, and asked

His expression was so cute that it could

Stella didn’t let the little guy do anything, he would always show such a look, looking at her with a pitiful

more than starting to use

his trick and immediately refused. “No, Adrian! I said we can’t be so ignorant!

Tristan spoke up. He interrupted, “You don’t need to

Tristan said gently.

if she was the villain! As for Tristan, he

and said in a crisp voice, “Uncle Tristan,

smiled and then gently put Adrian back on the ground. The little

to fly very high. This time

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

into a world for just the

two had a great

and flown around, while the other flew with the child

looked at it, it felt as if she could not

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

just wanted her child to be

time, she also had some

happiness Tristan gave Adrian was only temporary… She was afraid that, in the end, Adrian would be out

fellow’s face was full of

Uncle Tristan, you’re so

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

child’s butt with one hand and, seeing that there was a fine sweat on the little boy’s smooth forehead, he took out a white

were very gentle. It was a habit for him to carry a

was a child, she was like Adrian,

him so that he could give it to her when she was

had always thought that this man did it

unusual feeling attached to his actions,

to have a man around who cared so

Tristan was so good to him, he kept smiling, and small dimples appeared on the corners

that moment, he pouted his pink lips and kissed Tristan’s cheek