After he gave Dax a new task to complete — to make him busy. Max typed something on his keyboard. The monitor went black in just a few seconds, and many green codes and numbers finally appeared.
Max’s hands dance across the keyboard even faster as he tries to check the location of his gaming friend’s X4D.
If X4D were in this city, he would be sure that the little man beside him was X4D.
Max still tries to refuse to believe this kid is his gaming friend.
Nevertheless, Max’s expression slowly changes from calm to shocked after a few more seconds when he finds X4D’s actual location.
’What the hell!! So, this little Dax is that witty X4D who always calls me stupid and slow!?’
Max can’t help but curse inwardly while looking at Dax in shock and disbelief. He wanted to be sure, to ask him, but he felt his words betray him; he couldn’t say a single word.
He could only pray that this little Dax would not notice him, knowing that user ID Bitter_Coffee was actually him.
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When she woke up, Bella was surprised to find herself in the bedroom at Tristan’s house.
’Why am I suddenly here?’ Bella mumbled, confused. She remembers sitting on the sofa in Dax’s bedroom, waiting for him to wake up from his nap.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked around. No one was in the room. Upon checking her watch, Bella sighed in relief, realizing dinner was still hours away.
However, she suddently felt terrible because she had slept for almost two hours.
After folding the blanket neatly and checking her appearance in the bathroom, Bella left the room to find Dax and Tristan.
Bella was surprised when she left the room and saw Tristan standing in the living room. He was still wearing the same clothes—his favorite black slim-fit shirt with black trousers—and stood motionless in front of the large glass window that looked out onto the garden.
Looking at Tristan’s broad back, Bella could feel her heartbeat quicken; she felt nervous for some unknown reason.
After she adjusted her thoughts and expressions, she immediately approached him.
Bella cleared her throat as she stopped a few steps behind Tristan.
"Oh, you’re awake, Bella..." Tristan smiled lovingly when he turned back to see her.
However, when Tristan saw her hair styled in a simple bun, showing off her smooth, long neck, his smile gradually turned frosty. Instantly, the feeling that he had been suppressing when Bella was asleep slowly emerged.
’Damn, Tristan Sinclair!!’ He could only scold himself in his mind, trying to restrain himself from pulling this alluring woman into his arms and kissing her. His imagination was now starting to run wild, and the more he imagined it, the more suffering he was.
He shook his head slowly, wanting to throw away his dirty thoughts.
’Man! You better stop now!’ Tristan tried to warn himself, but how could he resist her charm now?
He clenches his hand while trying to maintain his smile at her.
"Mhm..." Bella answered, "Tristan, I’m sorry I fell asleep... Did you carry me to the bedroom?" She asked.
It couldn’t be Dax who moved her, right?
He didn’t rush to answer her but sat on the single sofa, trying to avoid eye contact.
Tristan motioned for her to join him in sitting. After he saw her sitting on the opposite sofa, he smiled before answering her question. "Yes. Our son asked me to move you to your bed because he was worried you would sleep in an uncomfortable position," he answered sincerely.
He wouldn’t have dared if Dax hadn’t asked. He clearly remembered what he once promised, he would not touch her without her permission.
"Sorry, Bella. I didn’t have a choice but to carry you."
"It’s fine. I understand..." Bella said. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of her son being mature before his age. "Where is he now?" she asked.
A relieved smile slowly appeared on Tristan’s face; Bella wasn’t angry. This is enough for him.
"He is downstairs. He took his computer lesson with Max. Do you want to see him?" He offered.
Bella shook her head. She didn’t want to disturb her son during his studies. Besides, she needed to peruse and elaborate on several crucial files on her laptop now.
"Tristan, I need to return home now."
"Return home? Bella, you promise to dine with me. But why you—" Tristan, unable to continue his words, feels disappointed.
Bella immediately explained when she saw his gloomy expression. "I need to check something important on my laptop. I will return here again before dinner, can I?"
"Oh, I see," Tristan’s smile returned when he heard her explanation.
"Bella, you may use my computer to remotely access your files if it’s on the cloud. If it’s on your laptop, I can ask Geoffrey to come to your house to bring your laptop here. There’s no need to waste time and energy going home now."
Bella was surprised to hear his offer, but she thought the offer was sensible.
"Yeah, I can access the files remotely. But are you sure you’re comfortable if I use your computer?" Asked Bella. A big boss like him usually does not allow others to use their laptops or home computers.
"Yeah, a hundred percent fine with me," Tristan chuckled and stood. "Let’s go to my office..."
Bella followed Tristan to his home office. She felt slightly uncomfortable because it was her first time entering his office. She can see that the furniture in this room is typical of a workspace, with an elegant, modern, and minimalist interior.
Tristan stopped at his desk and looked to see her, "Bella, you can use this laptop." He said while pointing at the large laptop on the table.
Bella wasn’t moving, and she looked hesitant to approach him. Upon seeing that, Tristan continued, "Oh, my apology, Bella. Here, you can sit at my table...and I’ll wait for you on that sofa in the corner."