Bella's Concern

Her step halts, and she turns to see Tristan sitting on the sofa in the corner with an iPad on his lap. His calm smile, however, is not enough to relax her heart.

Bella stood there for a few more seconds, trying to answer Tristan's question. However, she couldn't find an answer. The funny thing was, she didn't know why she felt that way.

She sighed deeply, trying to force herself to express her feelings.

Seeing his wife, who looked confused, he didn't say anything. Tristan placed his iPad on the table and stood from his seat. He approached her and said, "Alright, let's go check on Dax..."

"Did you explain to him why he finally got to meet your father? He knows your parents hate me, but I don't want our son to hate your father or view him as negatively as I do."

"Don't worry. Our son is a smart boy. He knows everything and understands how to handle the situation," Tristan reassured her when he saw concern in her eyes.