Shameless Tristan

Tristan leaned closer to her. "He is my son too. Let me pay for everything. Please, Bella... Don't stop me..." He whispers gently, but Bella feels this man stating something she can't refuse. 

Bella felt angry, but she couldn't do anything. She silently took a deep breath, looking at the shopkeeper packing everything she had chosen for Dax. 

'Only this time, Bella!! Never give him a chance!' Bella reminds herself.

When Bella saw seven large paper bags lined up, almost filling the cashier's desk, she could only laugh bitterly in her heart. 'Gosh, how can I buy that much?' 

...

"Mr. Sinclair, do you want us to send this to your address?" the cashier asked.

"Let me—" Bella couldn't finish her words because Tristan chimed in.

"No need, thank you. Someone will pick it up…" Tristan said while glancing at the door. He saw Dylan standing there with two men in black suits. He gestured for them to enter and took the paper bag.

Bella, "..."