Chapter 162

Chapter 162:

“Tristan! Sophia is your sister! What are you doing?”

Isabella was afraid that they would destroy their sibling relationship, so she quickly pulled them apart. The two of them had never seen eye to eye, and she didn’t know how to scold her son. Since Tristan was a child, he had always tried to help Stella. She didn’t know what was wrong with him. No matter how hard she tried, he refused to listen.

Tristan’s usually gentle face was filled with anger at that moment. “Mom! Do you approve of her talking like that? How can a girl’s words be so harsh? As her brother, shouldn’t you educate her?” He couldn’t stand what Sophia had done anymore. It was because she was his sister that he had endured it for so many years. If it were someone else who had dared to insult Stella like this, he would never let that person live a good life.

“My words were harsh? Tristan, are you possessed by her? She has a child, and that is not your child! Do you want to follow her mindlessly like this? It’s a shame!”

“Alright, Sophia. Don’t talk too much. Don’t speak to your brother like this.” Isabella stopped Sophia, who was about to step forward to make a move, and acted as a mediator. Tristan didn’t want to stay any longer, so he turned around and left. He had already seen through his family.

“Mom, look at him. He was in such a hurry to leave as soon as he came back. He must have gone to Stella’s place again.”

“Speak less!” Isabella’s face fell. She was not in a very good mood and was very angry. She was worried about both her son and daughter.

“Mom, what should we do? Stella has RK’s child, a boy…” Sophia said worriedly as she looked at her mother. Holding her daughter’s hand tightly, Isabella closed her eyes and said, “Don’t panic.

So what if she has RK’s child? It’s okay, don’t be afraid. You can do whatever you want. You better have the first trial to test RK’s reaction. If he insists on the child being with him, then you can encourage him to fight Stella for custody of the child. Be virtuous and generous in front of him.

As long as you can marry RK, it’s not a big deal to suffer such a little grievance.”

Isabella’s words of comfort made Sophia reluctant. From her mother’s words, it seemed that she was going to accept Stella’s child. That little brat—she just wanted to strangle him to death. Sophia hesitated and stammered, “But Mom… I don’t want to be a stepmother.”

“He already has a daughter. What’s the point of being a boy’s stepmother? Don’t tell me that you don’t want to marry him?”

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“I got it.” Sophia nodded and bit her lips, full of worries. “Daughter, you have to remember that as long as you do this, you must firmly grasp his heart. No matter how many children he has with others, you are still the final winner. Those children will all have to call you ‘Mom.’ You have already married him, so how can you not tolerate the two children?”

“Thank you.”

“It would be good if your brother were half as sensible as you. He only knows how to focus on Stella all day long.” Isabella sighed deeply, with a trace of worry in her eyes.

“Mom, don’t worry. He will see through her sooner or later. He has only been fascinated by her!”

“I hope so.”

Stella had set an alarm and had enough rest at home, so she rushed to the school to pick up her son. It was still a while before school ended. As soon as she arrived, she saw a familiar figure. At first glance, who else could it be other than Tristan?

Looking at each other, she approached him. “Tristan!”

“I wanted you to rest at home, so I came to pick up Adrian. I didn’t expect you to come.” He looked at her with affection in his eyes. “I set an alarm just to remind me not to forget to pick up Adrian from school.”

Stella didn’t expect to see him again today, and she felt a little embarrassed. The main reason was that she had told him today that she would try to accept him once Adrian’s custody matter was over. From their relationship as siblings, she was now regarding him as her suitor. For her, it felt a little strange at first. She might get used to it after some time.

“What do you want to eat for dinner?”

“I want to eat at home!”

She didn’t want him to spend money. What’s more, she had to save money now as she would soon have to go to court. There would be plenty of things that required her to spend money. Moreover, she had to find a job.

“Well, let’s see what Adrian says later. Maybe he has something he wants to eat. Why don’t we bring him out tonight? Let’s go out for a walk!”

When Tristan proposed this idea, Stella wanted to refuse at first; however, she thought that Adrian was very eager to have a dad and would be very happy to play with Tristan. Thus, she smiled and said, “Well, if Adrian knows, he will probably jump for joy.”

“By the way, I asked you to take Adrian away in the morning. How is he? Did he say anything?” When she asked, Tristan’s face fell. His expression gradually became serious.

“Stella, I didn’t intend to tell you about this, but since you asked, I will get straight to the point.”

“Yes, go ahead!” Stella’s heart started to beat faster; it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat. Her smile had also disappeared.

“He took the initiative to tell me that he was very uncomfortable because his daddy has another woman and a daughter, and it was not good for you.

He said that he hated such a daddy. He was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable, so he pretended that nothing had happened. In fact, he cried in front of me in the morning and told me everything while crying. He said that you would feel sad if you saw him cry.”

As Tristan spoke, he couldn’t continue. Stella felt bitter, thinking that her little boy could be so sensible. She was very upset.

“He is so cruel! RK is such a bastard! He didn’t care about the child’s feelings and exposed the truth!” It’s so cruel to him. He was still the same as before! Covering her face and sobbing, Stella sank so deep that she couldn’t make a sound.

At the airport in the morning, when she thought about how aggressive RK was and how Adrian had suffered, she wanted nothing more than to give that man a good beating to vent her anger.

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