Chapter 164
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 164:
Anyway, she didnât want to be here, so she just said with a troubled expression on her face, âRK, I will tell you again. I wonât give Adrian to you, even if I die. Donât even think about taking him away from me!â
âAlia, stop crying!â
It was as if someone had cast a spell on the little girl because Alia was miraculously obedient and immediately stopped crying.
Even Stella was stunned. The little devil was subdued with just one sentence.
Forget it. It has nothing to do with her. That was not her child. Holding Adrianâs hand, Stella was about to leave when RK called out for them to have dinner together.
âAre you kidding? It would be so funny to have dinner with my son and your daughter!â
As she spoke, Stella was about to leave when RK threw down another sentence forcefully. âYou donât allow me to see my son, and you donât allow me to eat with him. If this is left to the judge... have you thought about the consequences?â
âAdrian?â Stella was going to ask her son for his opinion. Up until that moment, he had been silent, and she was very worried about him. Stella was afraid that there would be a problem with her son.
âMommy, I just want to be with you and Uncle Tristan!â Adrian didnât even raise his head. He seemed to be in a bad state.
His words gave Stella enough confidence to refuse RK. âDid you hear that? Your son doesnât want to share a table with you!
Please donât disturb our lives. We are living well without you.â
This time, RK didnât answer. He took Alia to the back of his car without saying a word. Stella took Adrianâs hand and felt a little bitter in her heart.
Did RK feel uncomfortable? He heard that his son would rather eat with Tristan than be with him. When he heard his son say that, there should have been a trace of regret in his heart.
âDarling, I want to eat lemon rice!â
Adrianâs words interrupted her thoughts. She squatted down and rubbed his little head. She got close to him and said, âYou can eat whatever you want. I will take you to eat. You can make the decisions tonight.â
âReally, darling? Then I want spicy snacks, and I also want to eat a lot of food that you usually donât allow me to eat!â
gⱯlnÏνí®âs.cøm is packed with great reads The little boyâs words immediately showed his true colors. Stella stood up and looked at Tristan. Both of them didnât know whether to laugh or cry. This child couldnât hold back anymore! What a glutton.
âAdrian, that is enough! How can you only think about all the things you canât eat? What if you eat something bad?â
âDarling, you lied to me! You told me just now that I get to make all the decisions today. So I can eat whatever I want! The teacher said that it was wrong to lie.â
âHey, did the teacher say that you can eat all junk food? Arenât you afraid of making a scene?â
âDarling! My sweet darling, please let me have some potato chips and some spicy chips. I am begging you!â
âItâs useless to beg me or act cute! I will not agree!â She didnât want to spoil him as much as Alia. If one day he became spoiled, she would be very worried.
The two of them bickered along the way. Tristan was in charge of driving and would occasionally interject. The car was filled with laughter, as if the unhappiness at the school gate had never happened.
Only Stella knew that her son was being sensible. He just wanted her to feel comfortable, so he deliberately pretended nothing had happened. The more he laughed, the more distressed she felt.
After sitting down in a restaurant called âHappiness House,â she received a call from Emily before she even had time to read the menu.
âStella, you didnât make it. At the company today, your ex-husband asked me to inform you that if you donât go to work tomorrow, he will be tired.â
Emilyâs words made her pout. âWell, I got it. I will tell everything when I get back. Tristan and I are going out for dinner with the little fellow. He is still making a fuss about eating spicy chips today. Children nowadays!â
After chatting for a while, the call ended. As soon as she hung up the phone, the little fellow glared at her angrily.
âDarling, how can you do this? I canât even eat spicy chips. Besides, they are also so delicious! I couldnât even buy them in France before, but now, you donât allow me to eat them after returning to the country. I feel so wronged!â
âI... You are still wrong. When you finish eating, you will have diarrhea. Letâs see if you can be more wrong!â
She didnât know whether to laugh or cry. Tristan, sitting opposite her, couldnât help but interrupt, âStella, why donât you buy a bag in a while and give it to him to eat? You can control his portion instead of letting him eat a lot.â
âYay! Yay! Uncle Tristan is the best. You are not like darling who doesnât allow me to eat anything. I can only eat these snacks in my dreams every night. I drool a lot and feel bitter about it.â
âOkay, okay. You are my baby. You are right. However, after you finish eating and you have a stomach ache, donât cry out again!â
She was afraid that he would have a bad stomachache in the morning. That kind of chili sauce was definitely not nutritious. It wasnât good for him to eat it. As a mother, couldnât she even stop it?
âI am sure that I wonât have a stomach ache. Donât worry, itâs not that spicy.â
After the little fellow finished speaking, he went over to read the menu with Tristan. The two of them interacted and discussed which dish would be delicious. Stella sat aside and watched, feeling in her heart how nice it would be if RK could be so nice to her child.
Unfortunately, he was Adrianâs biological father; he did not deserve the child. Suddenly, a face appeared in her mind. All of a sudden, she wanted to know about the girl. If she wasnât Sophiaâs and RKâs daughter, then who was her biological mother?
Why hasnât RK gotten married to Sophia?
All of a sudden, there were a lot of doubts in her heart. Everything was related to RK.
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