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Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 165
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Chapter 165:

At the stime, Adrian was happily eating lemon rice while Alia was making a scene at home.

“I don’t want it! | don’t want it! | don’t want any brother. | only want you to dote on me! Daddy, don’t you love

The crying of a child who was only a few years old was truly heart-wrenching. Her tear-filled eyes were swollen

from crying. However, RK remained indifferent and let her continue to throw her tantrum.

Under normal circumstances, how could he bear to let her shed a tear? The pink and pretty princess was in a

mess, and everything around was broken by Alia. The dolls on the lower cabinet, which she usually cherished,

were all thrown at RK’s feet.

The man frowned deeply and couldn't help but ask slowly, “Have you had enough?”

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“Daddy, you said that you only love me! How can you go back on your words? | don’t like you talking to other

children! | don’t want a brother either! Boo... hoo...”

The shrill cry spread throughout every corner of the room. The maid who was outside the door could not bear it

any longer. She couldn’t help but say, “Sir, Alia is still young. If she continues to cry like this, her throat will be

injured.” She felt sorry for the child, so RK...

However, this time, he couldn't let her do whatever she wanted. “Alia, if you keep crying, you won't be able to

seein the future! Are you sure you want to continue acting like this?”

The crying in the room suddenly stopped. The child, who was only a few years old, ran up to him with an

aggrieved look on her face. Her tender little hands hugged his legs tightly as she shouted, “Daddy, why did you

find a brother for me? | don’t want him! | want you to dote on me!”

Her throat was a little hoarse from crying so hard that her whole body was trembling. RK’s heart finally softened.

He squatted in front of her, and when he saw her red and swollen eyes, his heart ached. He softened his tone

and said, “Alia, | promise you. Even if | have Adrian, | will still dote on you like before. Don’t be silly, okay?”

With a ‘bang,’ Alia’s frail body fell into his arms as if she had suddenly lost her breath. RK lost control and

shouted, “Call Dr. Wyatt! Hurry up!”

The maid agreed, and her expression changed. She hurriedly went to ask Dr. Wyatt for help. Fortunately, he had

always been there to take care of Alia’s illness in time. Dr. Wyatt's room had been arranged to be close to Alia’s.

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A few minutes later, Dr. Wyatt appeared in Alia’s room.

Alia, who was lying on the bed, looked as pale as a lifeless porcelain doll. At that moment, RK suddenly blamed

himself for scolding her just now. He shouldn't have treated Alia like that.

“How is Alia? Does she need to be sent to the hospital immediately?” RK asked anxiously, a look of panic on his

face. If anyone saw his expression at that moment, they would cry out in surprise.

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“It’s nothing serious. She was just scared and cried too much. It’s normal for a child. She will be fine after a good

sleep. When she wakes up, don’t scare her anymore, Mr. Kingston. You know about her illness.”

“I was wrong today!”

RK blamed himself very much. After the doctor left, he stayed alone in Alia’s room and held her little hand

carefully. The guilty expression on his face was clear. “Alia, my dear! What should | do? How can you accept

Adrian?”

Looking at Alia’s furrowed brows, he couldn’t help but smile. “Foolish Alia, why are you so afraid that | will stop

loving you? You are my daughter, and no one can take my love away from you.”

“But Adrian... he is also my brother!”

“Alia, in the future, | will find a suitable tto tell you. If you can accept Adrian, | will tell you sooner or later...”

He held her small hand and whispered in a low voice, a woman's figure appearing in his mind.