Tristan was silent montarily, but his eyes were still fixed on Bella. He appeared to be deep in thought.
When Tristan noticed Bella’s anxious expression and waited for him to speak, Tristan finally asked.
"My dear wife, I heard that... Sam is no longer your driver and bodyguard. Why did you dismiss him?" He was curious to know her reason.
Bella was surprised to hear that. "How do you know he’s no longer my driver and bodyguard!?" she asked.
Tristan silently took a deep breath when he rembered how frightening he was when he couldn’t contact her.
"Well, when I lost contact with you, I called him. And he told that you assigned him to other tasks."
Bella could see how gloomy he was when talking about the incident at the park earlier. She gave a half smile before explaining.
"Yes. I would be wasting his talents if he remained my driver and bodyguard. So, starting today, he will take care of other divisions. Moreover, you insisted on driving around, so indirectly, he will lose his job if he becos my driver, right, Mr. Sinclair?"
"Hahaha, you’re right..." Tristan couldn’t help but laugh.
However, Tristan’s laugh gradually faded a few monts later, and his expression turned serious. His eyes deepened, looking at Bella, causing her to be confused.
"My wife, I know you’ll hate this, but please consider my offer first. And please accept it," his voice turned serious without losing its gentleness.
"What do you want to say?" Bella slightly frowned, hearing his words.
"I already thought about this... starting tomorrow, my people will guard you. They will beco your driver and bodyguard..."
Bella silently took a deep breath. She already guessed this would happen when she returned to him.
In the past, even though Tristan didn’t love her, he still assigned her the best chauffeur, who turned out to be an expert in martial arts, too—that’s what she heard from Noora.
And now that Tristan is more in love and crazy about her, it’s clear he’ll do it again—give her extra security.
She smiled at him before saying, "Hubby, I’m okay with the bodyguard. But, is it necessary for the driver too?"
"Oh dear, of course, this is necessary. I want people around you to be soone I trust the most..." His gaze seed to convey that he didn’t want to be rejected.
"But, Hubby, I—" Bella wanted to protest, to refuse the driver, but Tristan stopped her.
"I apologize, my dear. I wish to ensure that today’s unfortunate events will not occur again. While I understand you are capable of defending yourself, there may co a ti when you encounter an enemy who surpasses your abilities..."
Tristan continued again when he saw her say nothing but stare at him while nodding. "In such a scenario, relying on a single bodyguard may not be sufficient. Therefore, your driver must possess similar skills as your bodyguard."
Bella could only smile at him. She knows she can’t refute him this ti.
Moreover, what he said was on point. If soone sent a dozen people to capture her, she would probably be injured.
Especially now, since she returned to this country, her enemies had doubled. It is not just her family and Jessica Sinclair; her decisions with the company could create new enemies that will harm her.
Before Bella could say "OK" to Tristan, he spoke again.
"Darling, I know I sound too exaggerated. But you know what? The re thought of soone trying to harm you is enough to make my brain feel like it’s about to explode. This noon, I get scared to death when I am unable to contact you..." Tristan’s voice was filled with genuine concern.
"Sorry, Hubby, if I made you worry. Alright, I will accept your arrangent," She said, feeling bad for him if she rejected him.
Bella chuckled when she saw him finally show his happy smile.
"Thanks, darling; I will make sure they are the best to guard you. Don’t worry; they will et you soon... in a few days," Tristan said.
"Thank you."
They continued to speak about another thing, but before long, sothing suddenly crossed Tristan’s mind.
"Wife, do you know who sent those gangsters?" he asked curiously, wondering whether she knew or not.
Bella’s face slowly turned dark as soon as she rembered her first uncle, who sent those gangsters to catch her.
"Hmm... I know. It was my first uncle, Jacob Donovan..." A wry smile appeared on the edge of her lips. "Since my first uncle has gone too far, I won’t remain silent any longer. I will take care of him imdiately..."
There was a fiery glint in Bella’s eyes. She suspected that her father and uncle were plotting to have her arrested. She knew her father approved of the marriage agreent as a business deal.
Tristan didn’t rush to respond. He supported his face with one hand while gently stroking his forehead, thinking about sothing. Did he need to tell her about the Dawson Group’s involvent?
"Hubby, don’t worry..." Bella said again when she saw Tristan’s expression turn sour. She could also see the worry in his eyes. She continued, "Everything will be fine soon. I already have a plan to make my first uncle regret what he did today!"
Tristan decides to tell her.
"My wife, there’s sothing you don’t seem to know..."
"Sothing I don’t know? What is it?"
Tristan sat up straight, calmly looking at her as he told her about the Dawson Group’s involvent.
"I don’t know whether you know about Dawson’s group or not... but they were involved in sending those gangsters to kidnap you. Their goal was to take you to East City," he explained.
Bella was shocked. Hearing that, her face turned redder and redder, as if her blood vessels were about to burst. She really could not understand how that person was also involved.
But later, her face turned pale as she looked at Tristan.
"H-Hubby... Do you know about the Dawson Group? I an, about my marriage arrangent with the owner?"
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