Love after divorce - Chapter 75

Chapter 75:.

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Stella was speechless – what was going on here, half a father?

“Grandma, don’t talk nonsense!”

“What nonsense? I watched you grow up together – Tristan took great care of you then! You took away his youth!”

The more Grace talked, the more serious she became. “You were in middle school, and Tristan was in college?

Do you remember how many girls were chasing him? And later, when you were in high school, Tristan had already started working, but he still couldn’t let go of his little sister. So tell me, didn’t you stand in the way of his youth?”.

“Tristan is already in his thirties, Stella – it’s your fault he doesn’t have a girlfriend! You have to take responsibility!”

Wait… What, why didn’t that sound right? What the hell, what did she mean by “taking responsibility”? What was she still responsible for? This damn man hadn’t fallen in love, and now she was to blame?

Was it her fault? She never held a knife to his throat or told him not to date. Stella rolled her eyes silently.

“How unlucky am I?” he thought. Tristan, who was sitting nearby, seemed to be in a very good mood. Sitting there, he acted as if everything his grandmother said was perfectly fine. It was almost as if Grandma was advocating for him.

Stella sighed inwardly. Grandma was no longer on her side. She didn’t care for her; now she was always with others…..

Grace continued, “Stella, you have to help Tristan find a girlfriend! That girl Tristan liked… She’s so ungrateful! She’s so ungrateful – she doesn’t appreciate him! If I find out who she is, I’ll teach her a lesson!”

Stella’s jaw dropped. Secretly, she hoped her grandmother would find out who that girl was. If she ever found out about their relationship, Stella had no idea how she would deal with her in the future.

Moreover, would her grandmother support their being together? Probably not. Just like the Richard family.

After all, it had all been set in stone when Isabella married David and went to live with Tristan and Sophia. There was no turning back now.

Knock, knock, knock! While they were chatting, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Stella was going to get up and open it, but her grandmother got up first. She went to the door and said, “Sit down. Stop pacing around. I can still move.” And she opened the door.

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Before Stella could turn her head, she heard a familiar voice behind her. “Good morning, Grandma!”

“Hey, RK, you’re here too, how lively everything is today! Stella and Tristan are here, and now you’re here too!” Grandma ushered him in.

“Come on, RK, don’t stand in the doorway. Come in and sit down.” As she spoke, Grandma led RK into the room.

Although Stella hadn’t turned around, she noticed as soon as she walked in that his gaze was fixed on her. There was always a coldness hidden deep in his blue eyes. Even though she still didn’t look back, she could feel that he was looking at her….

When Stella finally glanced sideways, RK’s eyes happened to meet hers. RK was wearing a suit and gray slacks, which perfectly enhanced his tall, shapely figure.

This man always gave off an air of aloofness that made him seem unapproachable. But his grandmother didn’t seem to notice him. She never noticed his imposing bearing, even when he was not in a good mood.

To her grandmother, this man was always kind and polite. At first, Stella had been uncomfortable about Tristan accompanying her to the hospital. But now, even before she could deal with Tristan’s presence, another man had appeared. Enemies were destined to meet.

The previously relaxed atmosphere in the room changed as soon as RK entered. Cold! Cold! This man seemed to have ice in his presence. No matter where he went, it always felt cold when he was around.

However, it seemed that only her grandmother was unaffected by this kind of coldness. Grace was already in a very good mood, but with RK’s arrival, her spirits seemed to rise even more.

She smiled and said, “You’re all here today, but I haven’t prepared anything. I’m sorry. Next time, when I know you’re all coming, I’ll be sure to have something prepared. I don’t want you all sitting here like this, it’s strange.”

“No need,” RK replied, “I’m used to visiting you like this, Grandma. No need to prepare anything.”

Grandma nodded. The way she looked at RK became increasingly affectionate. “You’re so thoughtful, RK! Don’t just stand there. Come and sit on the couch.”

He pointed to the sofa and urged RK to sit down. Given the size of the room, there was only room on the couch for three people. Grandma had been sitting with them before, but now she went to sit on the couch, obviously wanting to save the seat for RK.

The man in front of her agreed without hesitation. It was his agreement…he was so polite. “Thank you, Grandma.” With that, RK walked straight to Stella.

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