When they left the VIP room, Bella stopped in her tracks.
"Why... Is he here!?" she said softly, looking at Tristan, walking toward her.
Bella’s eyes fixed on him, confused as to why he suddenly appeared there.
’Did he stalk ?’ She wonders.
However, Bella dismissed that thought when sothing crossed her mind. He’s probably seen the internet. But another curiosity arose in her mind. Why did he co to her? Why doesn’t he go to see his woman?
"Bella, I’m sorry for suddenly coming here. We need to talk. I hope you can give your ti," he said, his eyes still fixed on her.
Tristan didn’t take his eyes off her for a second or even glance at Leo, standing right beside Bella and giving him a sharp look.
Bella was surprised to hear Tristan’s urgent and slightly insisting tone. She could only nod. Plus, she also needed to talk to him about her concerns — Jessica might do sothing shaful if she found out about Dax.
...
Leo knew the man before them was Tristan Sinclair, but he didn’t expect this man to appear here, too. He looked at Bella with concern before leaning closer to her.
"Bella, are you sure you’re alright?" Leo asked.
When Leo saw Bella smile and nod, he asked again, "Are you really, really sure?"
"Yes. Leo, I’m positive. Please, you can go back to the office. I’ll call you later." Bella said to him while smiling to make him believe she was OK. She knew from the look in his eyes that Leo was only worried about her.
"OK, see you on Monday," Leo said, then gave a slight nod to Tristan before he left the restaurant.
...
After watching Leo’s back disappear from her line of sight, Bella looked at Tristan. "Do you want to chat here or sowhere else?"
"Let’s chat sowhere else. Follow ..." he said, gesturing for her to walk first toward the door.
Bella no longer said sothing as she crossed the dining hall. The place, previously bustling with custors, now looks almost empty. Only a few tables were still occupied by custors; they didn’t seem to care about them.
She felt relieved because she didn’t have to hide her face like before.
Finally, Tristan’s steps halted right before the Maybach.
Two people in black uniforms were standing near the car.
"You go in first," said Tristan when his bodyguard opened the back row.
Bella didn’t enter the car imdiately but looked up to see Tristan’s face, "Tristan, I drive. And I park my car in my office. Can you give the address of the place you want to go? I will drive there—" She can’t leave her car there.
"Give the key."
She imdiately gave Tristan the car keys.
"My people will drive your car to my house. You can drive it later," he explained. Bella said nothing and entered the car.
After a few monts, the car drove away from the central business street. Bella realized the vehicle was heading towards her house in the Little Heaven area.
She turned to Tristan to ask. But she was surprised to see him looking out the window as if he was in deep thought. From where she was sitting, Bella could see he was not in a good mood.
"Tristan, what do you want to talk about?" She asked.
When Tristan finally turned to look at her, Bella could clearly see his expression looked gloomy; however, his gaze was not as cold as before. There is warmth there.
"Later. We’ll talk after we arrive."
She understood why he didn’t want to speak. There was a driver’s seat behind the wheel.
"Are we going to my house?" She was worried that Tristan would visit her house and go straight to et Dax. She had not yet talked to Dax about Tristan wanting to et him.
She rembers Dax once said he didn’t like his father because of the news he read, that his father was known to have many won out there — a playboy, a womanizer. That’s why she needs to ask Dax’s opinion before bringing Tristan to et him.
"Did you forget I also live in Little Heaven?" His lips revealed a barely noticeable smile.
"Aahh..." Bella gasped, realizing she had forgotten what had happened the previous night. She didn’t say anything as she turned her head out the window, holding back her awkward smile.
"We will talk at my house. So, you can go ho quickly after that."
"OK," Bella answered without looking at him.
Not long after, the vehicle stopped in front of a luxurious, minimalist two-story house. The house was surrounded by trees starting to show green leaves, a sign that spring would soon arrive.
When Bella stepped out of the car, her white SUV arrived, driven by one of Tristan’s bodyguards.
"Let’s get in, Bella..." Tristan said and walked inside without waiting for her.
For so unknown reason, Bella felt worried about entering Tristan’s house. She could feel her feet heavy to move.
Gosh!
After a few seconds, Tristan disappeared from her line of sight. She forced herself to move forward.
When she finally entered the house, she didn’t see Tristan. Instead, she t Geoffrey, Tristan’s butler.
"Young madam, welco..." said Geoffrey politely as he guided Bella into the house. "I’m glad to see you more healthy and beautiful, young madam."
"Thank you, Geoffrey. You look younger, too. I suspect that you are not actually human but a vampire; you are never old." She teased him, trying to distract her worries about entering a single man’s house.
Geoffrey stopped his step; he couldn’t help but laugh, hearing Young Madam Bella’s complint. "Hahaha, thank you, young madam. Alright... Please follow ."
She nodded as she followed Geoffrey. Now, she felt less worried. At least there was soone else in the house, not only her and Tristan.
Bella could see that the house looked clean, with new furniture. It felt like she had entered a display ho at a new housing developnt.
’Seriously, has Tristan lived here for a long ti?’ She muttered in her heart while looking around. ’Why does this house look new?’
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