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.

know if she should reveal this complicated and changeable

awkwardly. “I don’t

the side of the road. He looked at her and then lowered his head to look at the floor. Then he looked at her again and pondered. No one knew what he

the soft, fleshy hand in her palm and asked

seen through, blushed and

be a question that kept

like Uncle Tristan more? Or do you like Uncle

fellow

didn’t know what was on the child’s mind, so she asked. Had the little boy been observing her all the time? He just didn’t

her eyes. For a moment, she was stunned by her beloved, yet quirky son and his question. No matter who she liked, she was afraid that it

smiled. “Adrian, what are you thinking? Uncle Tristan and Uncle

to impose the adults’ complicated relationships on the

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

lot. After waiting for a while, Tristan came over. On the way back, compared to earlier, Stella’s situation was much

there RK’s sharp gaze. He stared at her, giving her goosebumps all over her body, afraid that at any moment

little fellow pointed straight at Tristan’s neck with

looked in the direction of the little fellow’s eyes. Sure enough, just now, she had

moment, Tristan was in

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

to say. She

him to interrupt! He

his eyebrows and looked at the two of them and asked, “Is it

pose that question to anyone specific. Stella was so embarrassed that she didn’t know whether to reply or

of

“It’s nice!”

same time, the mother

Darling. He thought that Darling didn’t intend to reply, so he spoke up. Of course, Stella was afraid that it

Tristan heard that, the smile on the corners of his mouth deepened. Inside the car, a kind of indescribable harmonious atmosphere spread. It seemed that as long as this man

way to the apartment building. Tristan stopped the car, and Stella

stopped her. “Stella,

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

“Okay…”

Adrian nodded obediently.

his little school bag, got out of the car with his

Adrian left, there was an indescribable sense

a bank card, and handed it to Stella. “This is yours. I’m giving

and saw her bank card from the