Chapter 81
Love After Divorce by BELLA
Chapter 81:.
As for David, because of Sophia and his wife, he didnât care for Stella at all. The mother-daughter pair did not want her.
When she was with the Richard family, Stella was often harassed by them.
At first, Stella still went to her grandmotherâs house to cry. That was only when she was young and ignorant.
As Stella grew older, she rarely talked about her life with the Richard family in front of her grandmother. After all, apart from Tristan, her time there had been difficult.
Over the years, although Stella rarely mentioned it, Grace could sense the change in her granddaughterâs behavior. However, Stellaâs marriage...
Normally, it would be mothers who would worry about their daughters, but in the Richard family no one had worried about her. It wasnât easy for them to bring it up, but the fact was that Stella was marrying this man in Sophiaâs name.
Since she was a child, Tristan had protected her very well, and Stella had never had a relationship. Consequently, many of her âfirst timesâ had been with this man.
It was inevitable that Tristan would become angry. At the same time, Stella could not accept the fact that the Richard family was only using her as a tool.
Every time Stella thought about the past, she felt very sad. She was also very disappointed in David. She and Sophia were his daughters, but their lives were far apart.
It was clear to her that David favored Sofia.
Sometimes Stella even felt sorry for her mother, who was no longer here. Did her father still love her?
Grace gently slipped her arm around Stellaâs shoulder and said, âStella, I know your mother isnât here anymore, but I am.
Sometimes I can seem too pushy, but you know Grandmaâs health is getting worse and Iâm not getting any younger. Iâm afraid that one day, when Iâm gone, I still wonât have seen you get married, thatâs why Iâm in such a hurry!
Please donât be angry with me. I just want to see you find a good man and live a happy life together. Only then will I be able to leave this world with peace of mind.â
âGrandma, donât talk nonsense!â
gⱯlnÏνíâs.com, the heart of storytelling Stella quickly covered her grandmotherâs mouth. âRight now, youâre the only one in this world I love the most! You will definitely live a long and healthy life!â If only Grandma had gone....
His mother had already left...
I didnât know what I would do!
Her grandmother had always been everything to her. Adrian and her grandmother were the two most important people in her life.
Grandma nodded and said with a smile, âIâm sure.... Iâm sure Iâll be able to see you married.â Stella just nodded and smiled.
Getting married...
Stella feared she would never be able to marry again in this life.... If she wanted to find someone who could love Adrian as much as she did, she doubted there was such a man. Who would truly love a son who wasnât hers?
Below...
RK and Tristan left the room. They went to the fruit stand in front of the hospital....
One of the men was wearing a formal suit and the other a casual one, but the Armani logo was hard to miss....
It was a strange combination.
When they appeared at the fruit stand, they attracted the attention of many people.
When the old lady at the fruit stand saw them looking like wealthy young men, she immediately started pushing the most expensive fruits!
âSir, take a look at these apples, and this one too...theyâre both super sweet. Would you like to buy some?â RK looked at the fruit stand and said nothing.
This man was born with a silver spoon in his mouth as a child. Even the fruit he ate he had peeled, not to mention going to the stand to buy fruit!
However, for Tristan...
Although both were spoiled and lived a very comfortable life as children, Tristan was much better than RK.
Because before, when they were from the Richard family, the fruits they bought every day were according to Sophiaâs preferences....
Whenever Sophia knew what Stella wanted to eat, she deliberately went against it!
Even if they bought the food Stella wanted, Sophia wouldnât give her a bite.
Not only that, he even cruelly mocked her....
In the end, Tristan saw to it that Stella received her fruit every day.
I could be almost like a father to Stella!
For this little woman, there was nothing Tristan hadnât done before.
With his slender fingers, he carefully selected the fruit from the stand, finally picking a bunch of grapes with his bare hands.
âTake the grapes!â
Earlier, in the living room, since Grandma was on Stellaâs side, the choice of fruit didnât matter much.
He insisted on choosing the fruit according to Stellaâs preferences.
Thatâs why Tristan chose grapes.
The old woman at the fruit stand quickly picked them up and said, âVery good!â.
âNo grapes.â
RK interrupted her, âTake the strawberries! He doesnât like grapes!â
The owner of the fruit stand was stunned. For a moment, she didnât know who to listen to...
Tristan glanced sideways. The usual sweetness in his face had disappeared after he left the room; there was only coldness.
He asked, âHow do you know she doesnât like grapes? Every day after school Stella would lie in the yard and eat grapes on my thighs...â.
The fruit stand owner gasped. âOh yeah?â
At the same time, RK also turned to look at him. Their gazes met.
He said in a calm voice, âBut why did I remember that she liked to eat strawberries on my thighs better?â. The fruit stand owner was speechless. The air around him went completely silent.
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