Love after divorce - Chapter 546

Chapter 546:

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“Adrian, you must remember what I said to you at home.” Stella looked at Adrian, feeling very worried. She squatted down and placed a hand on his shoulder, but her anxiety lingered. “Don’t worry, I will remember what you said.

Besides, Uncle Tristan and Aunt Emily will come to pick me up. I won’t leave with anyone else. You’ve said this more than three times, and I can recite it completely.”

Adrian looked at Stella helplessly, stretching out his little hand to pat her shoulder, looking like an adult. Stella reached out to pinch his face, then stood up and walked to Adrian’s teacher’s office.

“Mr. Taylor, I will have to trouble you.” Stella looked at the young male teacher in front of her and was surprised to find that he was the head teacher.

“No trouble at all.” Teacher Taylor looked at Stella, amazed that she was already a mother of a five-year-old child.

“Adrian, be obedient at school.” Stella touched Adrian’s head, her face full of concern.

“Darling, don’t worry. I won’t go with strangers.” Adrian smiled at her, trying to reassure her.

“Mr. Taylor, can we talk for a while?” Stella felt it was better to inform the teacher, so she looked at Mr. Taylor with a hint of embarrassment.

Mr. Taylor nodded and said to Adrian, “Wait for me here, Adrian.”

After Mr. Taylor left the office, the other teachers surrounded Adrian, captivated by his cuteness.

“Mr. Taylor, I would like to ask you to help keep an eye on Little Rian. Aside from me, only his godmother and Uncle Tristan should pick him up. No one else should take him,” Stella said, still worried that RK would find out where Adrian was.

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After all, she knew that if he wanted to locate Adrian, it would take him less than half an hour.

“Where is Little Rian’s father?” Mr. Taylor asked, looking at Stella with concern.

Stella didn’t think too much about it. She felt that Mr. Taylor was simply showing concern for Adrian, so she answered, “I have divorced Little Rian’s father.” She smiled at Mr. Taylor after speaking.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.” Mr. Taylor smiled awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

“It doesn’t matter. I trust you with Little Rian. I’ve already told him that only his godmother and Uncle Tristan will pick him up aside from me.” Stella smiled, feeling a sense of relief when she mentioned RK. To her, he felt like just a passerby now.

As soon as Stella entered the office, she saw Adrian happily sipping milk. She could tell that he had charmed the teachers at first glance.

“Little Rian, I am leaving. I will pick you up after school.” Stella bent down to kiss him on the cheek and ruffled his hair, smiling.

Stella waved at Adrian and left the school, realizing she needed to find a job as soon as possible.

For an entire month, Stella felt good, and RK hadn’t disturbed her anymore. Adrian thrived at school.

Most of the time, she and Tristan would pick him up, and occasionally, Emily would do so when she was free. Gradually, Mr. Taylor became familiar with Adrian’s family, so Stella didn’t worry about him letting someone else pick up Adrian.

Stella’s life had been quite ideal over the past month, but RK wasn’t idle anymore. He had been ill for so long, and many responsibilities had piled up. Kaylee constantly nagged him, and the mayor’s family kept asking when he would finalize his marriage with Kaylee, especially after he embarrassed her that day.

RK didn’t avoid watching the news afterward, but the first thing he felt when he saw the headlines was that Stella was his ex-wife…

“Rene, do you want to rest? You have to work overtime every day and stay up late. Don’t overdo it; you still haven’t fully recovered.” Kaylee rushed to RK’s office, using her status as Mrs. RK. Seeing him working while looking exhausted, she couldn’t help but feel concerned for him.

RK ignored Kaylee, picking up the phone to dial the internal line and calling his secretary.

When Secretary Smith answered RK’s call, he felt a chill run down his spine. He hurried to RK’s office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door. “Come in.”

The two words made Secretary Smith feel as if he had stepped into an ice cellar, sensing something was amiss.

“Who allowed unrelated people to enter my office?” RK looked up at Secretary Smith, his eyes filled with coldness.

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