Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 313:

Apart from himself, RK didn’t let anyone else know about this. The outside world had always thought that Alia was a part of his private life, but to be honest, it wasn’t.

The reason he deliberately concealed the fact was that he wanted everyone to think that Alia was his biological daughter and let her have a happy childhood with other children her age. Therefore, he didn’t say anything about it; no matter what the outside world said, he didn’t explain.

However, that day, he wanted to tell Stella about it.

To be honest, Stella was very surprised to hear the news. She had thought about all the possibilities, but she had never expected that Alia was not RK’s biological daughter.

“I found her and adopted her at the police station!” RK continued.

Not long after he and Stella divorced, he was in a very low mood. He often drove aimlessly on the road until one day he witnessed a car accident. A car crashed into a large truck carrying goods. His car was not far away.

He remained calm and called an ambulance. When the ambulance arrived, he helped with the rescue. He saw that the man in the driver’s seat was dead. The woman in the back had protected the baby in her arms with her life, and while the woman was dead, the baby was still alive.

He heard from the police officer that the baby had no relatives and might be sent to an

in the hospital, he felt that the

Stella couldn’t help but sigh. Fate was a joke. She had just experienced the feeling of walking through the gates of hell a while ago. It was hard to tell if she was alive or dead. She didn’t expect

get back on track little by little. I was no longer so decadent, and I began to feel a little happy. My greatest joy every day is the time I spend with Alia. She is an unfortunate child, so I wanted to try my best to make

that’s how it is. If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t

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Stella. He would tell only her about Alia. He didn’t know why, but he seemed to have endless trust in her, as if telling her that

RK were at odds with each other. How could they sit together peacefully and chat now? Now, was it time to tell each other their little secrets? Fate

I will tell you something

“Well, go ahead!”

Although I can’t remember what she looks like now,

me. She told me stories before she went to bed. The comfort I got when I failed and got hurt was

knew that my father made an unforgivable mistake, so my mother didn’t forgive him. Later, before my mother could divorce my father, she fell ill. Before she died, she struggled to sign

mother’s bedroom. Later, I learned that the reason my father didn’t care about me and ignored me was that he gave his love to a daughter named Sophia. It turned out that he