"Tristan Sinclair, you—" Jack was simply shocked by this plot twist.
How could this man never submit his divorce papers?
"You know Jack? She was gone when I realized I was starting to fall in love with her. She disappeared from my life, and I didn’t have a chance to apologize to her and express my real feelings."
Tristan took another deep breath before he continued his word again.
"And now, when she returns, I want to chase her again. I want—" his voice faded when he saw Jack raise his hand to stop him.
"Tristan Sinclair, why are you telling this? If you love Bella, you should tell her, not !"
Jack felt strange listening to Tristan’s confession.
"If you don’t tell her about your feelings, Bella will never know because she can’t read your mind." He glared at this foolish man.
Tristan, "...."
"Man, I told her many tis. But, she rejects all the ti—"
Jack chuckled in delight, hearing Tristan’s sentence.
"You deserved it, Tristan Sinclair. She loves you so much, but you ignore her feelings. Did you know she left everything only to marry you?" Jack purposely says this to make Tristan suffer and bla himself even more.
Rembering Bella’s miserable past still made Jack angry with this fool, Tristan Sinclair.
Bella decided to stop her involvent in the RDF Group and her career only to return to her country and choose to beco a housewife, Tristan Sinclair’s wife. Unfortunately, her choice was so sad because the man she called her husband never loved her.
...
Tristan knew he had been a jerk to Bella in the past. He hated himself for it, but it confused him when he listened to Jack’s words.
He never asked to marry Bella, but his grandpa insisted he do so. He couldn’t refuse his grandpa and accept the arrangent at that ti.
When they were finally married, he knew little about her. What he knew about her was that she was beautiful and had just returned from studying in a foreign country.
"You said she left everything because of ? Can you explain to ?" Tristan asked, curious to know.
"Bella is the smart one among us and has a brilliant career in our company. But that woman..." Jack glanced at Bella briefly before turning to et Tristan’s gaze again.
Tristan frowned profoundly and waited for Jack to continue his words.
"...Bella is different from any woman I have ever t. She has a simple mindset. Her dream is not to beco a rich woman or a powerful woman in business but a housewife."
Tristan was shocked to hear that.
"Yes... Yes... I could understand your shock, Tristan." He chuckled.
"I also had the sa expression and feeling when Bella said that to . That ti, I thought she was just spouting nonsense, but after she returned to Astington, she never ca back to the company again. And a few months later, I found out she accepted the arranged marriage from her grandpa...to marry you."
Jack shifted his gaze from Tristan to the moon. His mind drifted back to those monts.
After a few monts, Jack smiled before continuing his words again, "Bella is the only friend of mine who has a simple dream like that, to beco a housewife and devote her life to you. He chose you, Tristan Sinclair..."
Tristan staggered as he felt his knees give out and almost fell to the ground. He grabbed the iron railing to support himself.
Knowing how Bella sacrificed her career just to be his wife, he felt like a thousand more nails were now piercing his heart. He couldn’t stop blaming himself for his stupidity, not caring about her feelings.
Tristan couldn’t say a word because, right now, his mind was too busy scolding himself.
After a long pause, Jack turned to face Tristan.
"You know what, Tristan? I already punched your face if you are not Little Dax’s father. You are so damn jerk!!" He said in a casual tone, but it felt like lightning struck Tristan’s head.
Tristan couldn’t refute Jack’s words; he accepted it. He is indeed the most asshole and stupidest human being who has ever graced the earth.
"Tristan, you said you want Bella to return to you?"
"Yes!" Tristan answers him without hesitation.
"If you want her back because you love her, I won’t stop you. But—" Jack trailed off, staring intently into Tristan’s eyes.
Jack’s terrifying gaze seed sharp enough to make a hole in Tristan’s brain. He silently gulped, waiting for Jack to finish his fierce words.
"I will send you straight to et your ancestor if you plan to hurt her again, Tristan Sinclair!"
Tristan clenched his fists tightly before saying,
"Jack, you won’t have a chance to do that! And thank you for looking after my wife for the past few years..." Tristan flashed a sincere smile at Jack before he left him and returned to the VIP room.
****
anwhile, in certain private villas,
Laura Kiels fell to the floor, unable to support her weight, when Andreas’ hand hit her cheek so hard, throwing her onto the floor with her buttocks, kissing the cold marble.
She cries in shock, "Why? Why did you slap , Andreas?" her voice trembles as she glares at him, furious.
This was the first ti this man had laid a finger on her; she hated him!
Andreas stared back at Laura’s angry gaze. He didn’t rush to speak but stepped forward and leaned closer to her. He grabbed her black hair tightly to make her look up to et his gaze.
"Y-You... Why did you hit ? Why?" Laura roared as she pushed away Andreas’ hand. She started to feel her scalp hurt, but she didn’t have success; Andreas’ grip tightened, pulling her even more.
Andreas moved closer to her face until they were only a few inches apart.
His face was red like a fla, but his eyes were cold as ice, making Laura tremble and confused by the man before her.
She felt like she didn’t know him anymore...
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