"Hmm, I know..." Tristan loosened his arms and tilted his head to see her face. "You want to tell her about your father?"

Be shook her head slowly.

"Not because of that, but there’s something I’m curious about..." After thinking for a few more seconds, she finally told Tristan what her aunt had saidst night.

Be was in a dilemma because her impromptu n was to visit East City. She knew Tristan would be worried about the idea, especially after what happened a few days ago when Bradley Caville and her uncle sent gangsters to attack her.

"I’m sorry to hear that, dear. Would you like to fly there and meet your mother in person?" Tristan asks, concerned.

Be was stunned to hear Tristan’s words. How could he know what she was thinking?

"How do you know I want to fly there?" She slightly raises her eyebrows while smiling.

Tristan didn’t rush to answer her, instead gently rubbing her alluring cherry lips. However, when he felt the urge to kiss them, he withdrew his finger and sighed deeply.

"It’s all over your face, darling. I could clearly see it..." He lifted his lips teasingly.

Sighing deeply, Be nodded, confirming his guess. She preferred to talk to her mother in person rather than over the phone.

But it’s likely impossible for her to fly there. She has so much to do and knows that Tristan won’t let her go.

"I do want to fly there, but I believe you will not allow me—" Be couldn’t continue her words as Tristan’s index fingernded on her lips, as a sweet gesture to ask her to stop talking.

"My wife, I will arrange the ne; you just need to tell me when you want to fly there."

"Seriously, you’re letting me fly there?" Be was surprised by his generous reply. She had thought he would stop her from flying to East City.

"Of course, darling. It’s no big deal. Besides, I will fly there to apany you, and we can return the same day. And I promise I won’t interfere in your ordeal with your family unless you ask. I’m just there to cheer you up."

Be gasped even more. "Hu-Hubby, you want to apany me there and promise not to interfere in any way?"

"Of course. It’s your personal issue but also it was my duty to apany my wife. To lift her up when she’s down, to cheer her up when she’s sad. And I also need to fly there to meet my mother-inw."

Tristan realizes now that this is what he should’ve done in the past.

In the past, he hadn’t put much effort into his marriage with Be because he married her just because of his Grandpa’s arrangement.

Tristan only remembers meeting his mother-inw twice. During those meetings, he was unsure if he had spoken to her. Now that he has reunited with Be, everything is different from the past, and he needs to get to know her family, especially her mother.

Be couldn’t say anything. She was pleased to hear Tristan’s sincerity now in saying he needed to see her mother. She could only hug him tightly, feeling blissful.

They spent the entire morning cuddling and discussing Be’s n to fly to East City.

However, Be soon remembered Tristan’s meeting with his parents. She wondered if it hadn’t gone well because, since yesterday, he seemed to be avoiding talking about it.

Even though she was worried about the answer, Be dared to ask to satisfy her curiosity. Without lifting her head, she asked, "Hubby, how was your meeting with your parents yesterday?"

There was silence for a moment before Tristan responded.

"Everything was normal, except my mother fainted when she found out I never actually divorced you. That we are still husband and wife all this time," he casually said.

Be was shocked to hear that. She immediately pulled away from Tristan to see his face more clearly.

Seeing his calm expression as if his mother’s fainting was nothing to worry about, Be became confused.

Countless questions danced in her mind about her mother-inw, Jessica Sinir. Her odd mother-inw hated her even though she always tried to act normal around her and avoid offending her.

At first, she didn’t want to ask further, but her curiosity won. After taking a deep breath, Be finally asked.

"Did your mother hate me so much that she fainted when she found out we were together again?"

Be tried to ask in a casual tone. Still, the wry smile slowly appearing at the corner of her lips betrayed her, making Tristan’s rxed expression turn worried.

Tristan could see the worry and sadness sh through her eyes. He immediately said, "Darling, certainly not," while stroking her cheek to make her feel better. "My mother was just surprised to hear we were still together," he continued.

Be didn’t know how to react to his answer. She could only return his smile, even though her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

Somehow, Be couldn’t shake off the feeling that Jessica must be shocked and angry to know she had returned to Tristan.

Before Be epted Tristan back, she had already thought about the oddity of Jessica Sinir. That woman would hate her even though she had given birth to the Sinir family’s sessor.

Until now, she had been confused about why Jessica hated her so much, even though all of Jessica’s secrets were still safe with her. She had already told that woman clearly about it. She promised never to tell anyone, but that woman never believed her.

Sigh!

’Should I expose her dark past and send her to her grave in anger? If that’s what she wants... I don’t mind sharing it with the world.’

...

"Wife, actually..." Tristan’s voice sounded heavy and hesitant, bringing Be’s attention back to him. When their eyes met, he continued. "My parents want to see you..."

Be’s eyes shed with shock. She looked at Tristan silently, unsure how to answer or react to his words.