Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 31:.
Adrian was wearing his fluffy crocodile pajamas because he had just brushed against Stella’s arm, causing his hat to almost fall
off his head. As he walked, his long crocodile tail swayed behind him, giving him an irresistibly cute look.
Adrian was about to move a stool to see who was outside when he heard a deep male voice. “Adrian, it’s me, Uncle Tristan.”
“It’s Uncle Cold Face,” Adrian thought.
Waiting outside, Tristan heard the boy’s footsteps and knew it was Adrian coming to open the door. He also heard him move the
stool. Not wanting to disturb the boy to move things, he spoke first.
What he didn’t expect, however, was to be greeted with the nickname “Uncle Cold Face.” Tristan was almost offended by the
name.
It was the first time he had ever heard anyone call him “Uncle Cold Face.” He guessed it was because the night before he had
left with a cold expression and without saying anything, which might have frightened the boy.
He knew in his heart that Adrian was Stella’s son. But still, he was unwilling to accept the fact that Stella and RK had a child
together.
Every time he thought of Stella, he felt an inexplicable urge to get close to that child, unable to help but get close to him.
So when he spoke again, his voice became softer. “Adrian, I know it’s my fault for scaring you last night. I’m sorry... Please let
me...”
“Hmph.” Adrian let out a small, cold snort from inside. Peeking through the crack in the door, Adrian said, “Darling said she
doesn’t want to see you. She also said not to let you in.”
Tristan felt a little embarrassed, but he didn’t let any emotion show on his face. “Then may I come in? I want to apologize to you.
I know I scared you last night. Look, I even brought breakfast for you and Darling. Surely you two haven’t eaten yet, have you?”.
Adrian listened to her words and paused.
His words sounded tempting. Seeing him like this, who would believe that he was also the same man who had left the day before
without saying goodbye?

Adrian snorted, pulled the stool closer to the door and peeked through the keyhole.
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Sure enough, Tristan was outside, holding two brown bags in his hand. Realizing Adrian was watching, Tristan held up the bags
as if showing off what he had brought.
When Adrian was caught by surprise, he felt embarrassed. He pouted and asked, “What did you buy for breakfast? I won’t let
you in unless it’s something I like.” Adrian sounded demanding.
But Tristan didn’t get angry. He cooperated, showing and explaining everything in the bags, one by one. “I brought samosas,
hamburgers, noodles and chole bhature, what Stella likes to eat.”
Adrian almost drooled when he heard that. What’s more, he was surprised to learn that this guy knew what his darling liked to
eat.

He felt much more relaxed. More importantly, he also bought the food he liked to eat: samosas, hamburgers and noodles.
There was still a door between them, but Adrian could almost smell the food through the door. In fact, as a doctor, Tristan paid a
lot of attention to a balanced diet. How could he let the boy eat samosas first thing in the morning?
Tristan had never eaten anything like that.
Before, when Stella lived with the Richard family, they never gave him pocket money. Whenever Stella wanted to eat something
like that, he was the one who paid for it.
The others would see them and get jealous of her for having such a nice brother, but it always cost him money.
Eventually, Stella stopped eating things like that. After that, she wouldn’t even drink soda.
It was rare for Adrian to be rewarded like this with samosas and a hamburger. He had done this for himself. Darling usually made
him hamburgers too, but he didn’t put a lot of toppings on it. It didn’t look like a hamburger at all.
Adrian slowly opened the door for him but didn’t open it all the way. He just stuck his hand out and wouldn’t let her in.
Stella never let Adrian eat that stuff. Only when she bought for herself and went to wash her hands, he would secretly take
something to taste it. And now, when her favorite food was in front of him, how could he pass it up?

“Okay, put the food on the table near the cupboard and leave. Then I’ll forgive you,” Adrian said, trying to sound firm.
Tristan looked at him and smiled. He was very smart and didn’t want to lose out anyway. But he didn’t argue with him and did as
Adrian asked.
Tristan placed the bags on the table near the door closet and walked out of the house.
But he didn’t go far. He hid in a corner where Adrian couldn’t see him. After five minutes, when Adrian thought Tristan was really
gone, he quickly opened the door and ran to get the food, not even bothering to put on his slippers.
“Thud, thud.” Adrian suddenly froze.
He heard footsteps behind him. Without looking back, he felt that there was someone behind him.
There was a tall shadow looming over him, covering Adrian’s small body. It felt as if a demon was behind him, and it scared
Adrian very much. He tightly gripped the bags in his arms, which he believed contained samosas and hamburgers.
He feared that Tristan had returned to snatch them from him. Slowly, he turned and saw Tristan standing behind him. “Mr.
Davis...” he said, forcing a smile.
“Yes,” Tristan replied, looking at him. He reached out and lifted Adrian, who was still holding the bags of food tightly.
Adrian was pretty scared. Stella had carried him before, but she wasn’t as tall as Tristan. Now, Adrian felt like he was on a roller
coaster, wide-eyed with surprise.
“Don’t go out without shoes. It’s cold,” Tristan said, leading Adrian back inside. He gently wiped the dirt from Adrian’s tiny feet,
which were tiny in his big hands. They seemed even smaller than the palm of his hand and looked white and soft when he
touched them. She couldn’t stop her heart from softening.
As much as he disliked Stella having a child with RK, when he saw the boy, he couldn’t help but want to take care of him.
Adrian was stunned. Since he was wearing one-piece crocodile pajamas and cuddled up to Tristan, it looked like Tristan was
walking around the house with a crocodile in his arms. He had a charming look.
“Adrian, who is it?” Stella came out of the bedroom and interrupted the moment.

Stella had been worried about what would happen now that Tristan knew he had a son. And here they were... They looked so
close to each other.

Stella didn’t know what was going on. She had only slept for a little while, and the two of them had already become so friendly.
“Darling, Mr. Davis has come to our house as a guest. He even brought us breakfast,” Adrian said, waving the two bags in his
hands as if to explain himself.
“Mr. Davis?” Stella’s face showed surprise. Since when had her son started calling Tristan “Mr. Davis”? She kept calling him
“Brother,” but her son was calling him “Mr. Davis.” It seemed too much to Stella.
Tristan had a slight smile on his face, friendly but warm looking. But his smile was indifferent, and you couldn’t tell if he was
happy or not. He placed Adrian on the couch and said, “I forgot my wallet here last night. I went back to get it and brought some
breakfast.”
Adrian put the food on the table and listened to their conversation. He had thought Tristan wouldn’t come back, so he hid the
wallet. Not wanting to give it back to him, he was a little tempted to keep it.
“Wallet? I haven’t seen any wallet,” Stella said, really confused. She had looked for her wallet in her room and hadn’t found
anything.
Tristan looked at Adrian, who was pretending to eat, and said, “I gave it to Adrian last night. He should know where it is.”
Both adults looked at Adrian at the same time. Seeing himself being stared at like that, Adrian had no choice but to go to his
room and take his wallet.
But before handing it over, he took out a hundred rupees and said innocently, “I opened the door for you barefoot, so I can take
this as a reward, can’t I?”.
“No, you can’t take other people’s money,” Stella said. Seeing this, she didn’t hesitate and took the wallet and the hundred
rupees out of Adrian’s hands.
Then she put the money and wallet back into Tristan’s hand and said, “Take it. Adrian is not sensible, please don’t listen to him.”
After hearing this, Tristan reached out and rubbed Adrian’s little head, who was standing in front of him. He took the money out
of his wallet and said, “It’s okay. Since this is the first time we’ve met, I didn’t bring any presents. So I’ll give you some money to
buy whatever you want.”

It was no small amount of money. Tristan pulled all the money out of his wallet. Just as the money was about to fall into Adrian’s
small hands, suddenly an alligator cap was thrown behind his head. Without further ado, he was now standing behind Stella.
“No need. The children don’t need money,” she said, after which she glared at Adrian, who was standing next to her. She looked
at him as if she was ready to scold him.
Adrian, frightened by Stella, in the end did not get a penny. After the exchange, Stella went to the bathroom to wash up.
As soon as he left, Adrian grabbed Tristan’s leg and said plaintively, “Mr. Davis, it will soon be Darling’s birthday. I want to give
her a present, but she won’t give me any pocket money.
Can I borrow a hundred rupees? When I’m older, I’ll pay you back.”
Tristan chuckled. This time, when he took out a hundred rupees for Adrian, he also said, “I want to buy a gift for Stella, too. How
about we pick something out together?”
“Okay,” Adrian nodded quickly, eagerly accepting the money and pocketing it.
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