Love after divorce - Chapter 68

Chapter 68:.

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Could he have said something wrong? Why were Uncle RK’s eyes so scary? It was as if he wanted to eat someone alive.

Adrian made a pitiful pout with his little mouth and said innocently, “A few days ago, Darling was drunk too, and Uncle Tristan sent Darling back!”.

Adrian looked innocent, as if there was nothing wrong with what he had said. Then the little boy tilted his head and looked at RK’s expression. He blinked his blue eyes and asked innocently, “Dude, are you okay?”.

However, the man in front of him just kept his face cold and said nothing. After a while, Adrian saw RK leave Stella’s room without saying a word. He didn’t even say goodbye to him.

What the hell, what kind of man was he? Was he intimidated because he was handsome and young?

“Big bad guy!” muttered Adrian, pouting.

The following day

When Stella woke up, she realized that last night, when she was a little drunk, she had fallen asleep in RK’s car in a daze. As soon as she got up, she felt something soft in her arms. Stella looked down and saw that Adrian was sound asleep in her embrace.

“Damn it!”

Last night, RK had sent her home. Did she see Adrian again?

A few days ago, he had expressly warned his precious son not to have any contact with the man. But how could father and son meet again in such a short time? He could only sigh. He had been wrong.

If things went on like this, he feared that one day Adrian would discover that RK was his father….

After Stella woke up and started preparing breakfast, Adrian woke up too. The little boy was still wearing his panda one-piece pajamas. Together with his fluffy hair and soft, white fur, he looked even cuter and more adorable.

“Adrian, you’re awake! Good morning!” Stella said as she fried eggs.

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“Good morning, sweetheart!” Adrian rubbed his eyes and replied lazily.

Suddenly, however, he remembered something and began to moan. He ran to Stella’s side and said, “Darling! Uncle RK came to our house yesterday and harassed me.”

When Stella heard this, she thought that RK had really bullied her son, and she became very nervous. After all, a man shouldn’t want to know about the boy!

If one day RK found out that Adrian was her biological son and that she had given birth to him abroad behind his back…. It was hard to say that this man wouldn’t hurt Adrian! Just the thought of it made Stella feel terrible.

He quickly stopped what he was doing and squatted down in front of Adrian, checking the little guy’s small, fleshy body, fearing he might have hurt himself.

Adrian saw how nervous Darling was, so he waved his little hands and said, “Honey, I think you misunderstood me! Uncle RK didn’t bully me physically, but psychologically. Yesterday, Uncle RK was really weird. I told him that a few days ago, when you were drunk, Uncle Tristan sent you home. then Uncle RK got so fierce!”

The little boy accentuated the last part of the sentence as if perfectly imitating RK’s expression. As he spoke, his pair of big, round blue eyes widened, as if he could scare people with just a look.

Stella was speechless. In her opinion. “Honey, I think Uncle RK must be jealous!”

At that time, Emily also came out of her room. She was a night owl, often attending gatherings with friends and going to bars. So when Stella came home yesterday, Emily was there; she had returned early in the morning.

Emily squatted down and touched Adrian’s fluffy head. She pinched his cheeks and asked teasingly, “Adrian, who do you like better, Uncle Tristan or the guy who sent Darling home last night?”

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