The three immediately entered the house. Dax went back to his room to take a nap. Meanwhile, Bella and Tristan, who were just about to go upstairs to rest, were stopped by Alan, Lewis Sinclair’s butler.
"What’s wrong, Alan?" Tristan asked, sounding annoyed. He wanted to be alone with Bella, but Alan disturbed them.
"Young Master, Old Master called you. He said there was something important he needed to discuss with you," Alan explained.
Tristan’s forehead furrowed as he looked at Alan. "Please tell Grandpa I’m a little busy right now. I have something to do. We’ll talk after lunch," he refused, even though he could see Alan’s worried expression. But he still ignored it because there was something important he needed to discuss with Bella.
’Busy! What are you busy with?’ Standing next to Tristan, Bella could only smile silently when she heard Tristan’s words.
They had a lot of free time before lunchtime, and now Bella didn’t even know what she wanted to do because she suddenly changed her schedule—she didn’t go to her office. Taking a short nap looks like it would become her priority now.
"Sorry, sir. But, this is very important..." Alan paused as he glanced at Bella; he felt reluctant to tell Tristan about this matter, especially when Bella was around.
Looking at Alan, who seemed reluctant, Tristan became suspicious about something and asked, "What is it?"
Alan can’t help but inform him, "It’s about your parents."
Instantly, Tristan and Bella stiffened hearing that. For a moment, they exchanged glances as if communicating with each other through their gaze.
Tristan started to feel afraid when he saw Bella’s worried gaze. He decided not to prolong this matter any longer. He needed to take care of his parents soon.
Later,
Tristan held Bella’s shoulder gently before saying, "Bella, can you go up first? I have to meet Grandpa..."
"Mhm, sure... go talk with Grandpa. This must be important..." She smiled faintly, trying to tell him that she was okay.
Even though he was reluctant, Tristan finally nodded, "I’ll go upstairs immediately. You take a rest first. Please don’t work..." He knew Bella liked to work, but right now, he just wanted her to rest and recover her condition quickly.
Bella could only respond with a smile, hearing his words. She wasn’t used to getting that much attention from other people, especially Tristan.
...
Even though he was reluctant, Tristan followed Alan to his grandfather’s room.
When they entered, Tristan saw his grandfather sitting in a chair at the end of the room, engrossed in the view outside.
"Sir, please..." Alan gestured to Tristan to continue to enter the room.
"Grandpa," Tristan greeted his grandfather, who was unaware of his presence.
"Ah, Tristan. You’ve come. Sit, sit..." Lewis glanced at Tristan. Then he asked Alan to leave the two of them. However, after Alan left, Lewis didn’t immediately say anything. He just stared at Tristan with his firm expression, confusing Tristan.
Tristan grew impatient because his grandpa didn’t utter anything. He ran his finger through his hair before saying, "Grandpa, my wife is waiting upstairs. We can talk tonight if you still don’t want to talk..." he suggested.
He would go upstairs and accompany Bella rather than be here watching his grandfather stare at him as if he wanted to slap him with his gaze.
"Brat, what would you do now? Your parents know I’m here."
Tristan was surprised to hear that. However, he didn’t care because his parents didn’t know he also came to this place. It would be troublesome if they found out because his father knew about his business trip to Singapore — his father would be suspicious about something.
"So?"
"Your father also heard that you came back suddenly from Singapore, and now they plan to fly here. Because they were worried that something terrible had happened to me when they knew you flew in a rush to this place..." Lewis explained.
"WHAT! Why are they coming here?" Tristan sounded annoyed hearing about that.
This is why Tristan is reluctant to use this family villa. His parents would find out if they investigated his reasons for coming here. But because he didn’t have time to buy new property near this place, he had no choice but to use this beach house.
Before they flew here, he could only warn all the workers not to tell anyone about Bella and Dax, who had also come to this place.
"That’s why I called you," Lewis said, taking a deep breath before continuing, "You were too rash to fly back here. Now, they are thinking I’m sick!"
Tristan was speechless.
"Have they talked to you?" Tristan asked.
"Yes. I told them that I called you to come to this place. I also asked them not to come," Lewis stopped while taking a deep breath. He turned his gaze out the window before continuing his sentence. "However, you know your mother, right?"
Tristan could only nod slowly. He knew his mother would still send someone to check on his grandpa.
They were silent for a moment as if busy thinking about something.
Not long after, Tristan was the first to break the silence.
"Grandpa, I’m not worried about my mother and father. But I’m worried about Bella. She will still be traumatized if she has to meet them now. I don’t want my relationship with her, which is starting to get better, to get worse again..." Tristan expressed his concern.
"I know. That’s why I need to hear your plans for dealing with them. Especially your mother?" Lewis curiously gazed at Tristan.
However, when Lewis Sinclair saw Tristan keep silent, he continued, "Brat, don’t tell me you don’t have a plan!? Seriously!?"
Tristan chuckled.
"Oh, come on, Grandpa. Of course, I have my own plan. I’ll meet my father and mother when we return to the capital. I will tell them about my relationship with Bella and Dax."
He can’t let his parents know about Bella and Dax from other people. He needs to meet with them as soon as possible and set boundaries.