Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 156:

Hearing that, Stella was terrified. She almost shouted in a hoarse voice. She didn’t know how capable RK’s men

were. For a moment, it was just the three of them left standing in the area.

With a stubborn look on her face, tears finally flowed out of her eyes. She almost begged, “RK, letgo. Adrian

is my son. He has nothing to do with you.”

Did he know how harsh such a truth was for a five-year-old child? He had a daughter and a fiancée; he couldn't

give Adrian a home. Moreover, they had been divorced for so many years. How could Adrian bear such

consequences at such a young age?

“You are not my daddy! My daddy died a long tago!”

The little boy’s voice broke the silence, filled with a strong wave of anger. Adrian's face was pale, and his

expression was ugly. Even for Stella, as his mother, it was the first tshe had seen him like that.

“Adrian...” Stella's heart ached for her son. However, compared to her, RK’s expression darkened as if he had

been struck.

“You bad guy! Let go of my mom, or | will call the police and get them to arrest you!”

While blaming RK in his childish voice, the little boy took out his phone and tried to call the police. Such a bad

uncle couldn’t be his daddy. He wasn’t good to his mother at all. He even had dinner and went shopping with

another woman. Adrian didn’t want such a daddy.

The little boy’s determination was beyond Stella’s imagination. Adrian didn’t hesitate or ask his so-called father

any questions. He stood firmly by his mother’s side and declared that his biological father was no longer alive.

“Did you hear that? Letgo!”

RK gritted his teeth and sneered. Stella looked at him, grabbing her hand, and wanted to bite him, but she was

afraid of getting her mouth dirty or breaking her teeth.

“Stella, are you still lying now that things have cto this point? Do you wish so badly for him not to have a

father? | am a living person. Why did you tell him I'm dead?” RK narrowed his eyes and glared at her, his aura

dangerous and terrifying.

The anger in his eyes made Stella feel wronged. How could she hope that Adrian had no father? She longed to

give her son a complete hand a happy, beautiful childhood, but she couldn’t do it alone. For so many years,

what she owed Adrian the most was the lack of fatherly love.

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Facing RK, Stella raised her chin and said sharply, “RK, what makes you think you have the right to say all this?

Lettell you, you are not qualified to say anything!”

He had once asked her to get rid of this child. So, she told Adrian that his father was dead. So what? It had

nothing to do with him!

“Stella... You wouldn't have been able to have a baby without me!” RK’s voice barely faded when a soft voice

broke the tension.

“Tristan.” Stella didn’t expect Tristan to suddenly appear at such a critical moment. Her surprise was visible to

him. He saw the tears on her face and glanced at the hand holding her. His expression turned dark.

Without warning, Tristan, unlike his usual calm self, smashed his fist into RK’s abdomen. RK let go of Stella

immediately. The sharp pain made RK laugh bitterly.

“Thank you for taking care of my and Stella’s son these days,” RK said, his domineering words sounding like a

declaration of sovereignty. Tristan frowned even more.

Tristan shielded Stella behind him, his thin lips moving slightly as he said unhurriedly, “RK, I'm telling you, you're

my sister's fiancé. You have no right to interfere in Stella’s matters!”

“Mr. Davis, do you have a bad memory? | told you before, | don't like others interfering with my business. This is

none of your concern!” RK raised his eyebrows slightly, visibly upset.

“You and Stella are divorced! Remember your identity: You are my sister Sophia's fiancé!”

Even Stella could feel Tristan’s anger. As long as she had known him, she had never seen him so furious.

Looking at Tristan’s cold side profile, Stella subconsciously held Adrian's hand tightly. Seeing his pale face, she

squatted in front of him, rubbing his fluffy head and choking on her sobs. “Don’t be afraid, Adrian. I'm here. No

one will take you away from me. Don’t be afraid...”

At that moment, she wasn’t sure whom she was speaking to—Adrian or herself.

“Stella, the test results are already out. There's no way to hide it. Even if you run to the ends of the world, I will

find you and my son.”

RK had made up his mind. If she didn’t give him a satisfactory explanation today, he wouldn’t let her go.

Stella glanced at Tristan and made up her mind. “Tristan, why don’t you take Adrian to get something to eat? He

hasn't had breakfast yet, and he must be hungry.”

“Okay!” Tristan didn’t stop her, knowing she wanted to handle the situation herself.

“Uncle Tristan, what if that bad uncle bullies mom while we're gone? We can’t leave!” The little boy held onto

Tristan’s thigh with a firm expression, glaring at RK as if he were a villain.

Tristan picked him up and rubbed his head affectionately. “No, I just punched him. He won't dare to do anything

now. Let's go. Listen to your mommy. I'll take you to get sbreakfast. Are you hungry? What do you want to

eat?”

“Well... | want something spicy. Uncle Tristan, I'm telling you, | love spicy shacks, but mom always says | can’t

have them. If she doesn’t let me, | feel wronged!”

“You can’t have snacks for breakfast, but | promise you something even more delicious.”

“Really?”

“When have | ever lied to you, Adrian?”

“Uncle Tristan, you're a good person! You're tall and handsome! You're like a Prince Charming!”