Suspicious

"Sure, I will," Bella faintly said. She already knows how protective Tristan is. And now, because she was pregnant, she was sure Tristan would be even more protective.

"I hope you go straight home after you send off Harper. No need to stop by the office."

"That's my plan. How do you know that?" Bella grinned. When she saw he was about to say something, she continued her words playfully to tease her overprotective husband, "Anything else, Mr. Sinclair...?"

Tristan said nothing but leaned closer and kissed her lips gently before letting her go.

"I love you, Bella!"

"I know that... BYE!" she said and rushed to step out of the car.

***

Bella headed up to the 20th floor to meet Harper, who had repeatedly texted her since she left the hospital, but she had ignored all of her texts.

She felt at ease since she wasn't late. They still had thirty minutes to leave for the airport at exactly eleven o'clock.