Tristan and FaMo left the company in order to see Hannah in her studio. FaMo just wanted to see Tristan while having a conversation with Hannah but it didn't an he would stay with them while talking. He could stand just a few ters away from them and used so power to spy on them without them knowing.
Though he was still saving his energy for his recovery, an ample amount of power was enough to eavesdrop with the two of them from a distance.
Hannah was inside her studio when FaMo and Tristan arrived. She was just looking at her blank canvas, holding the brush in her hand while spacing out. She couldn't draw or paint anything. Her mind was occupied by Andrew and Tristan.
She was still in a state of confusion, that even she, herself, didn't know what she truly wanted anymore. She was torn between the two brothers. She loved them both.
When Andrew asked her for a cool-off, she regretted what she had done. But part of her was still hoping that Tristan still had feelings for her.
Hannah dropped her paintbrush and buried her face using both hands.
"Hannah, you are selfish and greedy! What are you expecting now? Why are you ssing things?" Hannah scolded herself. Her eyes beca misty.
She knew that what she was doing was wrong but she couldn't help it. Her heart was still yearning for Tristan's love. She was stuck in those what-ifs but at the sa ti, she didn't know if she could let go of Andrew or not. She was confused and undecided about her feelings.
She was still in the middle of her train of thoughts when she heard the knocking sound outside her door. Hannah frowned because she was not expecting any visitors today. She wanted to be alone, that's why she didn't even invite her friends to co over.
Hannah stood up and traced her steps towards the door. The mont she opened the door Tristan's serious face greeted her sight. She was dumbfounded for a mont. After a few seconds, Hannah recovered from her shock.
"Tristan, what are you doing here?" Hannah said with her questioning gaze.
"I ca here to talk to you," Tristan promptly responded.
Hannah fell silent for a mont. For an unknown reason, her heart started to beat rapidly inside her chest. She didn't know if this was because of nervousness or excitent. But one thing was for sure, she was anticipating Tristan's response to her confession.
Hannah opened the door wide. She stepped back from the side to let Tristan through. When he entered the studio his eyes automatically looked at the blank canvas in the middle of the studio. At that certain mont, Tristan recalled their childhood mories wherein Hannah was painting beside him while he, on the other hand, was taking pictures of her and the surroundings. That was their favorite pasti and bonding mont together.
Tristan could just smile at those mories. Hannah beca an important part of his life. She's the girl who taught him how to love for the first ti. But his feelings for Hannah were already in the past.
Even he, himself, didn't imagine that one day he would just wake up and Hannah was no longer the girl who could make his heart run wild. He wondered how Zhen-Zhen was able to replace her in that short period of ti.
Tristan couldn't pinpoint when Zhen-Zhen managed to capture his heart. The mont he realized it, he had already fallen deep for her. Yes, Zhen-Zhen was a very beautiful woman but that was not the only reason why he fell in love with her unknowingly.
'*Sigh*... Love is so complicated. You can't explain it in words. You will just feel it with your heart. And you will know that you love that person. That's how I feel right now for my wife, Zhen-Zhen,' Tristan thought to himself.
Whenever he was with Zhen-Zhen, he didn't want the mont to end. He just wanted her to be by his side. Just simply talking to her was already enough to make him happy every day. Her simple presence was enough to brighten his day and filled his heart with joy and excitent.
This was the first ti he experienced this. It's different from the feeling he felt for Hannah. Now, he was ready to let go of his past love and face the future with his newly-found love.
With that thought in mind, Tristan turned to Hannah who was waiting for him to speak up.
Tristan held Hannah's shoulders and looked into her eyes before saying, "Hannah, I am here to clarify things between us. I know this is the right ti to talk about this. You are now sober."
Hannah gazed up at him anxiously, "Tristan, though I was drunk that night, I ant everything I said to you."
Tristan nodded at her. "I know. I understand. So I am here to give you an answer, Hannah."
Hannah's heart raced even faster after hearing Tristan's words. This was the mont she was waiting for… the mont she would hear Tristan's true feelings.
"Hannah, I don't know what happened that caused you to approach that night. But I just want to clear things between us before it becos more complicated."
Hannah kept quiet. She just let Tristan speak up. She was eagerly waiting for his answer.
"Hannah… I admit that I have feelings for you in the past. I will not deny that fact. You already knew everything because of that video. But Hannah… it was all in the past now. We can't bring back the past. Instead of looking back on those what-ifs, why don't we just move on and move forward… and just be happy with the person who is now the source of our happiness?"
Hannah frowned upon hearing that. She didn't know what she was supposed to feel right now.
"Yeah, it was my fault for not fighting for you. We already lost our chance to be together, Hannah. I want you to understand the reason why I didn't fight for you." Tristan paused for a mont, observing Hannah's expression. Her eyes beca teary now.
Tristan raised his hand to caress Hannah's face. "I chose not to fight for my feelings because of my brother. I couldn't do it knowing that I would be competing with my brother. So I chose to respect your relationship with him and I decided to distance myself from the two of you to ease the pain in my heart. He loves you so much. And I saw how happy you were with him."
Hannah's tears started to fall from the corner of her eyes down to her cheeks.
"All I want is your happiness. And my brother never failed to fulfill that. He always makes you happy. I didn't want to ruin it."
"Have you forgotten about now? Don't you love anymore?" Hannah asked him with her trembling voice.
Tristan fell silent for a mont, thinking of the right words to answer her.
"Hannah… All I can say is that... I love my wife. I love Lillie with all my heart. She owned my heart now. My heart belongs to her. Only to her. And I am certain about that." Tristan mumbled with so much sincerity in his voice.
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