Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 151:

Stella braced herself and followed the man to the counter. “Tristan, don’t be like this. I will be embarrassed.”

She said, “If you keep giving me things like this, I’ll have to prepare a gift for you later. It’ll be something!” From childhood to adulthood, this man had helped her a lot. After returning home from abroad, Stella knew what this man thought of her, and she only felt that she was not used to it.

Tristan smiled and said, “It’s better if you keep owing me like this; at least if you can’t pay me back.”

She was speechless. This man! What did he mean!?

Stella had no choice but to accept it for the time being. To be honest, Stella didn’t like this kind of occasion. She especially didn’t like the feeling of being with those people! “Let’s go back.”

Tristan patted Stella’s shoulder and said, “Take Adrian to the parking lot and wait for me. I’ll tell them.”

“Okay.”

Stella agreed quickly. She wished she could stay far away from the couple! It would be best if she didn’t meet them!

On the way, Adrian insisted on carrying his precious clothes. Stella had no choice but to give him the children’s clothes that Tristan bought for the little boy.

Adrian took the shopping bag and jumped with excitement. “Darling, who is that aunt just now?” The little fellow asked.

Because Stella had taught the child that when other adults were present, he should remain quiet, the little boy kept quiet all the time. He was clever and didn’t interrupt the adults.

“That…”

Stella paused. “They’re my…”

She didn’t want to admit that Sophia was her sister. To tell her precious son about that relationship… Stella was even more unwilling! Thus, she lied and answered, “They’re just my friends.”

Your imagination thrives at puntocom

The little thing answered crisply. His little head began to search for complicated relationships again…

After thinking for a while, he couldn’t help asking, “Darling, what’s the relationship between that uncle and that aunt?”

Stella was speechless.

Why did he ask so many questions that day?

Stella looked down at her precious son and saw that the little fellow’s face was full of innocence and confusion.

reveal this complicated and changeable relationship. Especially when RK was her precious son’s

“I don’t

then lowered his head to look at the floor. Then he looked at her again and pondered.

the soft, fleshy hand in her palm and asked gently, “Baby, what are

through, blushed and shook

must be a question that kept lingering

do you like Uncle Tristan more? Or do

fellow

so she asked. Had the little boy been observing her all the time? He just

beloved, yet quirky son and his question. No matter who she liked,

you thinking? Uncle Tristan and Uncle RK are just

the end, Stella didn’t want to impose the adults’ complicated

talking. However, in his heart, he was depressed and confused.

to the parking lot. After waiting for a while, Tristan came over. On the

goosebumps all over her body, afraid that at any moment her precious son’s identity would

straight at Tristan’s neck with

the little fellow’s eyes. Sure enough, just now, she had bought the tie, and now Tristan

that moment, Tristan was in

one hand and adjusted the tie around his neck with the other hand. The corners of his mouth were

know what to

the little fellow, it was not the right time for him to interrupt! He quickly covered his mouth

his eyebrows and looked at the two of them and asked,

also Adrian. Moreover, he didn’t pose that question to anyone specific. Stella was so embarrassed

seconds of silence…

“It’s nice!”

the same time, the mother and son answered

so he spoke up. Of course,

corners of his mouth deepened. Inside the car, a kind of indescribable harmonious atmosphere spread. It seemed that as long as this man existed, the atmosphere would always make people

Tristan

stopped her. “Stella, wait a

little guy sitting on Stella’s lap and said gently, “Adrian, go upstairs first. I have something to tell

“Okay…”

Adrian nodded obediently.

with his big blue round eyes, he carried his little school bag, got out of the car with his new clothes in his hands, and went

left, there was an indescribable sense

out his wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card, and handed it to Stella. “This is yours. I’m

bank card from the