Chapter 43
Love After Divorce
Chapter 43:.
What was going on, hadnât he just sent this little guy to his room to sleep? Why was he here again? It had only been fifteen minutes: he turned around to wash his pants and now father and son were together again.
Not only that, but looking at them, the two seemed to be on good terms with each other. Adrianâs small, chubby hand held RKâs large hand, supporting it gently, while his other hand gently fanned the back of the manâs hand, creating a gentle breeze.
The sight of those chubby hands fanning each other, as if in love, made Stellaâs heart skip a beat. It was as if her father was hurt and her son was very distressed and worried about him. Stella rushed over and said, âAdrian, didnât I ask you to go back to your room to sleep? Why are you here again?â
After speaking, she looked at the manâs face, trying to discern from his expression whether he had noticed something.
After all, she knew very well that her son used to talk without holding back. Moreover, she had not warned Adrian beforehand that the man was very astute. What if he caught on to her precious sonâs words?
This man had just asked a question. It would be bad if he pressed Adrian for more information. Stella felt her heart clench.
âHoney, I came out to go to the bathroom, but I saw Uncle was still sitting here. I thought heâd be lonely, so I came to keep him company.â
Adrian gripped RKâs hand tightly between his chubby little hands, as if holding a treasure, refusing to let go no matter what.
Stella didnât know what the boy was thinking. Why was he so unwilling to let go of the manâs hand? Fearful that RK might get upset, Stella said, âAdrian, quickly go back to your room and sleep. If you donât, tomorrow you wonât wake up on time. And donât always hold Uncleâs hand; itâs polite.â
After all, this man was very unpredictable â what if he got angry and hurt his precious baby? But this time, it was not Adrian who responded, but the man himself.
RK lazily opened his thin lips and said, âOkay. Let him do whatever he wants.â Stella was confused.What was wrong with this man?
She really didnât know how to describe his feelings. Was he up to something or was he being sincere? Either way, Stella was sure that a man like him wouldnât be so kind to a child he didnât know.
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Adrian nodded his little head and smilingly said, âHoney, I think Uncleâs hand really hurts. Shall we take him to the hospital?â
He spoke with such concern, with a tone full of sympathy. Stella rolled her eyes and said coldly, âNo need.â They had just come back from the hospital, okay? If this man needed to be admitted, he would have been admitted a long time ago.
It was obvious he was deliberately avoiding treatment to make her feel guilty.
Adrian, seeing Stellaâs refusal, pouted. He said sadly, âMy dear! How can you be so ruthless and cold, Uncle is hurt because of you! You always taught me to be kind, even to small animals!
But⦠Honey, what about you? Look, uncle got hurt protecting you. He could bleed a lot! Uncle just told me his hand hurts! If I didnât blow on it, it would hurt even more!â
Stella was speechless. This little fellowâ¦he really didnât stop talking. Stella couldnât help but wonder. She was the one who raised him single-handedly, but here he was, helping his father without a second thought.
She really didnât know who had raised him. Fortunately, she still didnât know that man was his biological father. If she did know, she couldnât imagine how much she would support him! He was already helping this man blame her!
He was getting more and more unruly! Stella was really angry.
Itâs no big deal for a man to get hurt. Whatâs more, itâs just a scratch. It will heal in a few days.â Stella looked indifferent. However, it was the truth. This manâs body was very strong. His bones and muscles didnât look injured at all. At least, he still had the strength to pinch her thighs!
Adrian heard her words and was not amused. Sitting cross-legged on the couch, he looked at Stella as if she were a meanie.
He pouted with his little mouth and said arrogantly, âHoney, the guy just said his hand really hurt! He hurt himself saving you! How can you say that? Look.â Having said that, Adrian carefully held RKâs hand and showed it to Stella, as if wanting her to see it clearly.
And he continued: âLook⦠Look! Uncleâs hand is also red. What are you talking about? A moment ago, uncle almost fainted from the pain.â Adrian spoke seriously, as if RK was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
Stella finally understood. This man not only lied to his grandmother in the hospital about not having a girlfriend. Now, he was in her house cheating on her son! Only innocent, good-hearted children like Adrian would believe the words of a demon like him!
That bastard! He was already over thirty, how dare he cheat on a child, how shameless! Stella rolled her eyes, this time to show her anger.
Then, with her pants and underwear in her hand, she threw them on the sofa where the man was sitting. She didnât care if they fell to the floor or not. He said, âMr. Kingston, your pants are washed and dry. You can put them on and go home. I wonât fire you.â
There was silence. No one picked up the pants they had thrown on the floor. Time seemed to stand still and, for a moment, no one moved.
Ten seconds later, a loud, clear voice rang out: âMy dear! How can you treat uncle like that? Youâre not a nice person! The teacher said we should know how to reciprocate kindness. Uncle saved you. You should thank him for that. How can you be so fierce to him?â
Stella was speechless, she had a feeling that this guy was really trying to go against her today! Why were her grandmother and her son so easily fooled by this man?
This was Adrianâs first time meeting RK, how could he start liking her? If this kept up, wouldnât Adrian end up like his grandmother? He was even betraying his own mother!
RK gently rubbed the little boyâs head and said softly, âAdrian, go to bed soon! I wonât bother you anymore.â
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