Chapter 71

Chapter 71:.

Stella gave him a sidelong glance. She would never buy fast food for Adrian because she feared it would hurt his growth. Of course, the same was true of Tristan....

Being a doctor, how could I buy fast food for a child? It’s just that the food he brought was wrapped in a McDonald’s paper bag, but the food inside was not McDonald’s!

The little boy had never eaten fast food; he had only heard from his classmates that McDonald’s was delicious.

So when he received it, it was exactly as he imagined it would be. Adrian’s smile shot sky high when he saw his “McDonald’s”.

He immediately displayed himself in front of Stella, holding up his fake McDonald’s and puffing out his chest.

“Honey, look how nice Uncle Tristan is to me, he even bought me McDonald’s! Honey, you should learn from him.” After that, the little boy started eating his “McDonald’s” with pride.

Stella watched him, speechless and dumbfounded.

Was it a question of intelligence?

Why hadn’t he thought of doing something like that to cajole the little guy in the past? It seemed that he would have to learn from him in the future.

Stella awkwardly ate her breakfast. Coincidentally, just like the breakfast she had prepared, Tristan had also brought an omelet.

Except the shape of his omelet was a heart.

The various plates next to him were similar to Adrian’s, but the drawings were different. When the little boy’s box was opened, he understood immediately.

He looked at Tristan and said, “Tristan, the breakfast you gave Darling is very special!”.

Although the little boy didn’t understand much else, he knew enough to recognize the shape of a heart.

Stella reached out, turned the little boy’s head and commanded, “Eat your food! Don’t get distracted.”

Your next favorite is on gⱯlnσν퓮ℓs．풸o헺 Stella lowered her head and pretended not to notice anything. She awkwardly took another bite of food. Hadn’t she told this man before? How could she go on like this?

As a result, breakfast continued with Adrian and Stella eating the food Tristan had brought while Tristan ate the breakfast she had cooked.

The scene was indescribably harmonious but also a little strange.

Adrian, for his part, was happy to eat “McDonald’s” for the first time.

After breakfast, since it was the weekend, Stella had signed Adrian up for a phonics class and said she would drive him to school. Tristan mentioned that he was headed there, so Stella didn’t refuse and agreed to let him drive them both.

After dropping the girl off at school, Stella intended to return alone when Tristan spoke again, “Stella, where are you going? I’ll take you.”

“No need. I can take a cab back myself; you can go ahead and do your job.”

This man hardly rested all year. Especially when he was in the hospital, he was so busy that he barely had time to eat, let alone rest on weekends.

It was rare that he had one day off a month. Stella didn’t want to slow him down because of him, so she refused.

“Today is the weekend.”

Tristan said, opening the car door and waiting for Stella to get in. “I’m going to rest accompanying you.” Stella was speechless...

“I’m going to my grandmother’s house...”

“I’ll go with you!”

As she spoke, Tristan gently pushed her into the car and made his way to the driver’s seat.

Stella was stunned, what did she mean by going to her grandmother’s house? It wasn’t appropriate for her to go there with her?

Why did it seem to her that he had asked her to go with her when she heard him? This was called inviting himself without an invitation!

While driving, Tristan asked, “How’s Grandma? I haven’t seen her for a long time.

“She’s in the hospital,” Stella said. “At first, I didn’t know Grandma was sick; I was abroad all the time, and Grandma didn’t tell me!”.

Suddenly, Stella wondered if she should let Tristan treat her grandmother’s illness.

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