Be pinched his nose, forcing Tristan to open his eyes. Hurriedly, he closed them again, trying to adjust to the light that dazzled him. His groan amused her as she leaned her head on his bare chest.

"What are you doing, darling...?" His voice sounded hoarse. "Oh dear, you are in trouble. You’ve awakened my little brother."

Be froze in his arms, trying to change the subject to distract him.

"Tristan, why did you sleep wearing your bathrobe? I remember you didn’t wear thisst night." She asked, looking up to meet his gaze.

Tristan’s mouth twitched as he remembered what happenedst night. He hurriedly adjusted his expression when he saw her narrow her eyes.

"Huh!? Why is your expression like that, Tristan? Did something happenst night that I don’t know about? Oh!" Be gasped as something crossed her mind. "Please, don’t tell me you are a sleepwalker...?"

Be felt amused hearing her own words. So silly. How could someone take a bath in their sleep? Impossible, right?

When Tristan heard her question, he was at a loss for words. He cleared his throat and loosened his hug before answering her curiosity.

"This is because of you."

"Me?"

"Hmm... Because you made me hot all night, I couldn’t sleep. So, I took a cold shower."

Slowly, Be felt her cheeks heat up when she realized what Tristan meant.

"I-I’m sorry, Tristan. Last night, I was exhausted after arguing with Henry." Be’s sentence suddenly stopped when she remembered her n to visit Henry in the hospital.

"It’s fine, dear. I can understand," Tristan answered, amused by her blushing cheeks.

"Oh, right, I n to visit the hospital this morning. After that, I’ll take Harper to the airport; she’s returning to New York today," Be exined her schedule for the day.

Despite the current situation with her family, Be couldn’t cancel her n with Harper, as she had already promised to take her to the airport and didn’t know when they would meet again.

"Let’s go to the hospital together," Tristan said, surprising her.

Be immediately sat. Looking at his thoughtful and sincere gaze, she asked, "You want to meet my brother? Seriously?" She was curious because she didn’t remember whether Tristan had ever talked to Henry before.

"Why do you look surprised? You didn’t allow me to meet your older brother!?" He smiled while sitting, facing her.

Be tried to adjust her expression, even though she still wondered why he suddenly wanted to go to the hospital with her.

’Did he want to take revenge on Henry?’ Be imagined many different scenarios.

Worries slowly enveloped her as she thought about what might happen when Tristan meets Henryter. Tristan might beat him harder if he knew why she beat Henryst night.

"Well, I won’t forbid you to meet my brother. But I’m only surprised that you want to see him," Be’s awkward smile slowly framed her face.

"Don’t worry, dear, I promise you, I won’t beat your brother," Tristan said as if he knew what she was thinking. "Even though I don’t like him, he had enough beating from you."

"Thank you, Tristan," Be said softly. "So you want to drop me off at the hospital before you go to your office?"

"Not exactly like that," Tristan shook his head while taking her hand. He kissed her hand lovingly before continuing, "I want to take you to see the doctor there."

Be frowned in confusion. She felt healthy; she no longer had a fever.

"Tristan, why do you want me to see a doctor?" Be asked in a worry, cing her hand on her forehead. But she could feel that her temperature was average. "I’m not sick...I feel wonderful. I’m not a doctor, but I think I’m healthy." She looked at him, confused.

He chuckled while shaking his head. It felt amusing to see how clueless she was.

"Ah, so you want us to visit your best friend, Carlos?" She remembered that the doctor who helped her a few nights ago was also his best friend and an executive at S International Hospital.

"Well, we will meet Carloster. But he wasn’t the main reason we would meet a doctor there..." Tristan slowly took a deep breath before he continued his sentence. "Be, do you remember when yourst period was?"

Be furrowed her beautiful brows, perplexed by Tristan’s unusual question, but she continued counting.

’Five days? No... no... Uhm... seven, oh right, ten days. It should be ten days ago.

OMG! Why have I not yet gotten my period?’ Be thought, confused.

"How many dayste are you, dear?" Tristan asked, trying to maintain a calm expression even though he already wanted to congratte his wife on her pregnancy.

"It’s been ten days. Tristan, this is strange. I’ve never beente this long. Is it because I’m tired, right!?" Be asked.

"No. It’s because you are pregnant," Tristan replied.

"WHAT... WHAT!? I’M PREGNANT?" Be gasped in shock, covering her mouth with her hand. Her widened eyes stared at Tristan, trying to check if he was teasing her like he had a few months ago.

"Yes, Be, you are pregnant," Tristan said, pulling her into his arms. He was happy to share this happy news with her finally.

However,

After a few seconds, Tristan was surprised to feel Be’s body shaking in his arms. Tilting his head slightly to see her face, he asked in concern, "Oh, dear, why are you crying, huh!? You should be happy with this news...please stop crying..."

"Tr-Tristan," Be’s voice shook as she pulled her body back to look at him more clearly. "Tristan, you’re kidding me, right? How could I be pregnant? Please tell me that you only wanted to tease me..."

"I’m not kidding, Be. You’re really pregnant," Tristan said while cing his hand on her shoulders and leaning closer as their foreheads touched before he started to exin about the blood test he had done when she had a fever.

Be didn’t say anything, but her sobs grew louder. She felt so happy to hear about her pregnancy; Her happiness was so overwhelming that she couldn’t stop her joyful tears from spilling down her cheeks.