Chapter 144
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 144:
In the past, Tristan had a habit. Before serving the dishes, he would pick out the things that Stella didnât like for her, or when she ate Western food, he would help her cut her steak.
If she ate hot pot, he would carefully cook the meat for her, dip it in sauce, and then cut it into her plate.
Therefore, Stella knew what Tristan was going to do when she saw his behavior.
She wondered if the highly-skilled doctor was used to taking care of others in the hospital... Not only was he taking care of her, but he was also taking care of her son.
That kind of feeling, no matter how she looked at it, made her feel strange and conflicted.
Tristan looked at the plate of steak placed in front of Stella. He put down the plate in his hand for the time being.
After Stella took it, Tristan brought the plate in front of her back to him and cut the steak for her, while Stella cut the steak for Adrian.
No matter how one looked at it, there was a kind of accidental sweetness in it. Seeing this, Stella was in a trance. What was this manâs point? Why was he so considerate?
People who didnât know, such as Adrian, would misunderstand! Stella refused, âTristan, I donât need your help... I can do it myself.â
âIt doesnât matter,â Tristan would always say those words, which made people feel embarrassed to throw a tantrum.
Stella had no choice but to accept the fact that this man was cutting her steak for her.
On the other hand, Adrian spread out his hands. He just sat there and waited for the meal like a young master. Looking at the faces of these two adults, it seemed that he wanted to see something, but it was just superficial.
Moreover, at such a young age, he didnât understand what had happened between them. In the end, Adrian had to give up and watched as Stella cut the steak for him.
While drooling, he said, âDarling, Uncle Tristan is so good! He helped you cut the steak!â Stella was speechless.
More content now at gⱯlηÏvâ¯âs.com This little guy never missed an opportunity to praise how good Tristan was!
In the past, when they were in France, she had taken Adrian to play many times, but she had never seen this child treat her like this.
It seemed that Tristan suited the little guyâs taste!
Stella looked at the little boy sitting beside her and warned him. âAdrian, donât talk nonsense!â
After Adrian heard it, it was as if someone had poured cold water on his big, sneaky eyes... His beautiful big blue eyes glared at Stella.
He wished he could see through her!
Stella didnât let him talk, and Darling didnât talk to Uncle Tristan either. Thus, he was bored!
The little fellow rummaged through his bag and found the robot that he had brought to school during the day. He began to play with the robot alone.
The picture was so self-satisfied.
Stella didnât know what to say to the child, but it was better than letting the two guys communicate.
However, after a few seconds of silence, Adrian began to say, âUncle Tristan! I brought the robot you bought for me to school earlier! Many students wanted to play with me!â
The man had already finished cutting her steak. He put down his knife and fork, and there was still a faint smile on his face.
He replied, âReally? Do you like that, Adrian?â
âI like it!â Adrian nodded hard and looked at the toy in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the toy without blinking.
Stella saw this and felt jealous.
Why didnât she see this little guy love her so much when she bought toys for him?
She had never seen the child so clingy before.
Could it be that this little guy didnât like the toys she bought for him?
âHuh?â
While they were talking, a familiar female voice came from behind. âTristan, youâre here too?â
Stella didnât even have to turn around to know who it was!
Adrian held the robot in his hands and looked back curiously. He saw Sophia was holding RKâs arm, and the two of them stopped about three meters away from the others.
Sophia glanced at Tristan and then at Stella, who was sitting opposite him.
And then, finally, her eyes fell on the child sitting next to Stella.
Her eyes were full of observation!
After seeing Adrian, Sophiaâs eyes became fixed on the child. Adrian looked at Sophia curiously, and they stared at each other.
Stella, who was sitting by the side, looked back.
She thought that Sophia was alone, but she didnât expect that the man would also come here! Sophiaâs eyes were always fixed on her precious son, which made Stella even more flustered!
She had hidden the child well when they were abroad. However, now, it hadnât been long since they had returned to the country.
She had faced the Richard family and Tristan. In addition... she had to watch out for RK all the time.
Sophia sneered and fixed her eyes on Adrianâs face. She asked meaningfully, âStella, who... is the child beside you?â
It was just a casual question, but when it came from Sophia, it became different.
That was especially so for Stella and Sophia, who had barely been able to speak to each other since they were young.
Sophia always tried her best to make things difficult for Stella, but the premise was that she couldnât be discovered by Tristan.
Otherwise, when he went back, he would avenge Stella!
Sophia had always felt that Stella had stolen her brother. As a result, Tristan had affection for her.
It was because of Stellaâs existence that he had less affection for Sophia. Therefore, Sophia was not very optimistic about Stella.
Sophia saw them and didnât seem to want to leave at all.
âI didnât expect that I would run into my brother and Stella. What a coincidence!â Sophia said.
As she spoke, she held RKâs arm and walked over to their table, looking as if she didnât want to leave.
The waiter behind them asked, âSir, Madam, may I ask if you are sitting here?â
The waiter asked enthusiastically.
Sophia asked, âTristan, is it okay for RK and me to join you? Besides, I havenât seen Adrian for a long time, so we can have a meal and a chat!â
As Sophia spoke, she put her hand on Stellaâs arm, pretending to be intimate with her.
Tristan looked at Stella and wanted to ask for her opinion, but Sophia had already started to order the waiter next to her, âPlease add another table and chairs here!
We want to have dinner together!â
This time, even if Stella wanted to reject, it would be very difficult.
In particular, there was no one at the table. If she refused, it would seem that she was different from others and that she was being petty.
Stella had no choice but to accept the situation, feeling unlucky!
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