Cupid Alliance

"Speak clearly! I'm old now. I can't understand the layers of your words—" Isaac cleared his throat, his intimidating gaze seemingly sharp enough to send shivers down Tristan's spine.

"Sir, my legal status with Bella is still husband and wife. I never submitted our divorce papers to the court. If I want to ask her to return to me, I could—"

"W-WHAT!? YO-YOU..." Isaac couldn't continue his words. His heart felt stuffy. He placed his hand over his chest, trying to breathe normally, shocked by what he heard.

Tristan worries when he sees Isaac's face turn red as if all his blood is rushing straight into his face.

Afraid of triggering Isaac's blood pressure or causing a heart attack, Tristan is reluctant to continue this conversation.

"Gr-Grandpa... S-Sir... Are you alright?" Tristan stood from his seat to help him. But he hears hurried steps from behind. He sees Nick, Isaac's butler, come in and carry a water tray.