Chapter 163
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 163:
âWell, Stella, donât cry. Itâs almost time for school to end. If Adrian sees you, he will blame himself.â
He carefully wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. He was as gentle as usual.
Stella agreed in a low voice and said angrily, âI know. I am just angry. I donât feel good when I think of how Adrian felt.â
Her son, whom she had protected like a baby, had been hurt by RK. How could she be indifferent?
Not long after, she calmed down, and Adrian came out.
âDarling, Uncle Tristan, you came to pick me up from school! It is great!â
The little fellow exclaimed excitedly; however, Stella could still tell that it was all a facade. Her son had experienced too much today. He was not a very good actor.
Looking at the child jumping in front of Tristan, a pang of guilt struck Stella, and she couldnât help but feel sad.
âCome on, tell me what you want to eat and what you want to play tonight. How about we play with derailing tonight?â
As soon as Tristan finished speaking, a male voice interrupted the harmony.
âAdrian, I came to pick you up.â
RKâs words were very natural in front of Stella, and the doting look in his eyes was completely different from his attitude at the airport in the morning.
Before Stella could scold him, Alia, who was held by RK, let go of her hand and reached to push Adrian to the ground. âYou are not allowed to steal my daddy from me! My daddy is mine! You bad kid, donât think you can do anything just because you saved me last time. Humph!â
Aliaâs behavior was like a trigger that suddenly ignited Stellaâs anger. Seeing the grievance on her sonâs face, she felt like her heart was bleeding. Steal? My foot! Adrian didnât care about RK as a father at all!
Tristan helped Adrian up and checked to see if the little boy was hurt. He touched the boyâs head and comforted him in a low voice, âItâs okay! Adrian, donât be afraid. Darling and I are here!â Stella looked at Alia and frowned deeply. âApologies!â
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Adrian, who used to be very active, didnât know what to do today. He didnât say a word and remained silent when he was pushed.
Only Stella knew that her son felt wronged.
âDaddy, donât you care about someone bullying me? Look at this auntie. She is so fierce already.â
It was the first time that RK, who was already familiar with his daughterâs coquettish behavior, failed to fulfill her wishes. He glanced at Adrian, who did not say a word, and approached him. He reached out to the boy and said, âAlia is not sensible. I apologize on her behalf. I am sorry.â
As soon as he said that, Stella immediately shielded Adrian behind her. The anger in her eyes almost killed RK on the spot. âRK, do you still want to compete with me for the right to raise Adrian?
Look at your precious daughter and how she bullied my son! If Alia and my son live together, they will quarrel. Which side will you be on? Will you protect your daughter and make my son suffer? He said that Alia was not sensible, and he apologized on her behalf. Hah!â
He was a good father who protected his children. However, Adrian... It was one thing in the past, but now RK knew that Adrian was his son, and Alia was also his child. He doted on his daughter so much that when his son was pushed to the ground for no reason, he apologized on his daughterâs behalf. What was going on?
The corner of RKâs mouth curled up into a smile as he looked at the woman in front of him, who looked furious. He looked at Tristan and asked with a smile, âI am Adrianâs father. Isnât it natural for me to take him home?â
âYou donât deserve to be his father at all!â
Stellaâs words barely ended when Alia became unhappy. The little girl was used to being spoiled and had always been her daddyâs beloved daughter. When she suddenly heard her father say that Adrian was his son, how could she not be anxious?
Her small face looked as if she had been beaten many times. She tugged RKâs hand and started to make a scene. âDaddy, make it clear! Tell me that I heard wrong. How could it be that a bad kid is daddyâs child? You are my father, and you only have me as a child!â
Aliaâs big watery eyes made her look like she was about to burst into tears. RK touched her head helplessly and was reluctant to speak to her in a heavy voice. âAlia, be a good girl. Adrian is also my child. He is your brother. You canât do this in the future.
Otherwise, I will be angry.â
âDaddy, you donât love me anymore! I am your only child! How can I have a brother? Daddy, youâre lying. You donât love me anymore!â Alia cried when she heard what he said.
The tears on her little face were like a faucet that could not be turned off. Her shrill cries made Stellaâs expression turn colder and colder.
Oh, such a child must have been spoiled by him!
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