Love after divorce - Chapter 358

Chapter 358:

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When Stella returned to the company, it had been a long time since she last worked there. She felt a bit strange when she saw her colleagues. Having been transferred back, she could finally focus on her job.

This time, she worked alongside her colleagues in a rush, and Stella seemed to have returned to her original state. However, she hadn’t seen Adrian for a few days, and she wondered how he was doing now.

After buying dinner and heading home, she happened to run into Tristan downstairs. “Tristan? What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see you.” As he lowered his head, he noticed the bag in Stella’s hand. It was from a fast-food chain. “Are you going to eat that?”

“Yeah, hehe,” Stella replied, scratching her head in embarrassment.

Since Stella was discharged from the hospital, there had been no sign of Adrian at home. She no longer had the energy to cook, so she had been relying on takeout for every meal. Sometimes, she didn’t even have time to eat because she had to work overtime, and oddly enough, she didn’t feel hungry at all.

“You…” Tristan looked at her with pity.

“Tristan, don’t stand there. Come in and have a seat.” Stella took out her key and opened the door, inviting Tristan into the house.

Upon entering the living room, Tristan noticed that it was clean and tidy, but something felt missing; it looked empty. It must be the absence of Adrian. Without him, Stella no longer seemed to enjoy life.

“Stella, have you really decided to fight RK for custody of Adrian?” Tristan asked.

“Yes,” Stella nodded.

“Then… Stella, let’s get married!”

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When Tristan suddenly brought that up, Stella was caught off guard.

“Tristan, what… what did you just say?”

“I said… Stella, let’s get married,” Tristan repeated. Only then did Stella realize she hadn’t misheard him. “You… why?”

“I heard from Mr. Haskell that you need a marriage to help you regain custody of Adrian. Isn’t it more appropriate to marry me rather than someone you don’t know?”

“No, I can’t. I don’t want to waste your time.”

Stella’s intention was clear. She did want to regain custody of Adrian, but she couldn’t do it at the expense of Tristan’s interests!

“Stella, how many times have I told you that I like you? I’m not someone who only knows how to give. If I’m willing to marry you, it’s not just for your sake. Do you understand that I’m being selfish?”

As long as she was willing to let him stay with her, he wouldn’t let go of any chance!

“Tristan, I can’t do this. I can’t hurt you.”

“Now that Sophia has gone to Tibet, she won’t make things difficult for you. Mom has thought a lot and decided to let go of everything that happened before. What else do you have to worry about? Marrying me now is the best solution.”

Tristan was right. Ever since Sophia caused a scene… Isabella had also reflected on things. Although it was impossible to completely let go of the past, at least she wouldn’t interfere or act with ill intentions. Everyone could accept the situation. So why was Stella still unwilling?

“That’s not the point. I won’t marry you, not because of Sophia and Isabella, but because of me. I can’t drag you down…”

“You have a good life ahead of you, and you’ll have a bright future. You can’t give all this up just to help me. Do you know what it means to get married? It would be a significant obstacle for your future. What if you want to marry someone else later?”

Stella’s tone was resolute, as if she had made up her mind. “Stella, how many times do I have to tell you so that you understand? I’m not here to help you; I’m here to redeem myself. A life without you is worse than death, so let me be willful this time and satisfy my selfishness, okay?”

With those words, Stella found it hard to refuse him.

“Tristan, why are you really here?”

“It’s what you said. A person has to fight for something for himself.” Tristan smiled and said, “Let’s hold a wedding first, and then we can get the marriage certificate.”

Stella’s tears fell uncontrollably. For the first time, she felt that the Tristan in her memory had returned. He had done everything for her, allowing her to feel at ease. What had she done to make him worry so much?

“Tristan, thank you.”

A wedding could be organized as soon as it was mentioned. There was no need for them to do everything in person, and since it would be simple, it could be arranged quickly. The invitations were sent out, and soon, Stella’s phone was buzzing with messages.

Everyone was asking her why she was getting married so soon, whether it was a shotgun wedding or something like that…

She chose to smile, remain silent, or shake her head lightly. All in all, the news of her upcoming marriage spread widely, even reaching Violet, who came to question her in person.

That night…

Stella had just finished her dinner when she heard someone knocking on the door.

As soon as she opened it, Stella saw Violet’s angry face.

“Stella, are you going to marry Tristan? Why do you want to marry him? What’s going on in your mind?”

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