Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 257:

Among Adrian’s toys, there was a game console that RK had picked up and was now playing. Adrian could only watch in frustration, glaring at him but unable to retrieve it.

“Bad Uncle, put down the game!” Adrian shouted, but it had no effect. “Bad Uncle, put it down, or I’ll teach you a lesson!”

RK continued playing without a care in the world, ignoring Adrian’s protests. In the end, Adrian was too exhausted to keep yelling, so he lay on the bed, pouting, waiting for someone to come to his rescue.

That was the scene Stella walked into when she returned. RK, a grown man, was seated at the table engrossed in the game, while Adrian lay on the bed looking utterly wronged. Stella couldn’t believe how childish and shameless RK could be.

“Boohoo, Darling! That bad uncle stole my game…” Adrian immediately complained, sending out a distress signal the moment he saw her.

Stella smiled slightly and said, “It’s okay, Adrian. This uncle is very lonely in his old age. He’s particularly pitiful. You should feel sympathy for him and let this bad uncle enjoy being a child for a bit.”

RK couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward at her words.

“Oh, okay then. I want to eat lemon rice,” Adrian said, forgetting about the game as his attention shifted to food.

Sitting by the edge of the bed, Stella focused on watching Adrian eat. After a while, a smile spread across her face, her worries momentarily fading. She didn’t notice that RK had stopped playing and was now watching her instead.

but notice how much weight she had lost. In just a few days, she had become even thinner. He remembered her

imagine what would happen if

I’ll be right back,” Stella said, standing

live

she exited the ward,

the bathroom, she was startled to find RK leaning against the wall, his expression calm

blocked her path. She had just bathed and didn’t have much strength. Even

you doing?” Stella

reminding you to take care of yourself, so Adrian doesn’t become the child of

is already a child of a single-parent family. He doesn’t have a father—he only has

I fight

get custody,”

up to you to decide that,” RK said, his tone growing colder. He hadn’t intended to argue with her, but for some reason,

him to you!” Stella was losing patience, feeling as though every conversation with him was a battle

my son, my flesh and blood. Blood is thicker than

Blood is thicker than water?” Stella scoffed. “Did you think about that when you abandoned him? Now you want to