Next morning.
When Bella woke up in the morning, she faintly heard a sound from the sofa.
Worried that someone would enter her room without permission, Bella hurriedly sat on the bed and looked towards the sofa. She was surprised to see Tristan still sleeping there.
’Gosh! How could I forget this man sharing the same room with me?’ Bella shook her head as she brushed her hair with her finger and created a simple bun.
Bella still couldn’t believe the two of them were now sharing the same room. And she was amused to make a powerful and wealthy businessman in this country, Tristan Sinclair, sleep on the sofa.
She would become a public enemy if people found out, especially all the women who adored him.
Bella could only laugh inwardly when she imagined all the women would curse her.
After laughing to herself and feeling much better, she pushed aside the blanket and got out of bed to approach him.
She was surprised that there was no pillow to support Tristan’s head because now he was curled up while hugging his pillow.
Seeing his sleeping position made Bella feel sorry because the three-seater sofa was insufficient for a 6.1-sized man to sleep comfortably on.
After looking at his handsome, calm face for a few seconds, Bella checked the clock beside the bed; it was still early, not even six o’clock.
She bent down slightly and held Tristan’s shoulders, shaking him gently to wake him up.
"Tristan, sorry to wake you. You can move to bed. Sleeping here isn’t comfortable for you," she whispered.
When Bella saw Tristan’s eyes tremble and his eyelashes flutter, she immediately straightened her back to put some distance between them. Still, before she could do so, Tristan’s hand had already grabbed her, stopping her from taking a few steps back.
Bella was surprised. Her body was pulled towards Tristan again. She almost fell on top of his body if she didn’t grab the edge of the couch with her other hand.
"What are you doing, Tristan Sinclair?" Bella snapped, glaring at him. She was now half kneeling on the floor, her face so close to him. When she saw him smile, she tried to withdraw her hand, but his thighs gripped her, making her unable to stand.
"Morning, dear..." Tristan’s hoarse voice greeted her instead of answering her question. His smile grew wider when he saw Bella’s annoyance.
"You—"
Tristan continued his words while feasting his eyes on her beauty, "You know, Bella? I feel like God immediately answered my prayer; I can see your cute expression in the morning as soon as I wake up..."
Bella held herself back from laughing when she heard his cheesy lines this early morning. She looked elsewhere, avoiding eye contact with him.
Seeing Tristan’s handsome appearance in the morning made her heart beat fast, and she could feel her cheeks now feeling warm. After so many years together, they lived in the same house, but only today could she see this man awake in the morning.
"Tristan, you can sleep on the bed," she said without looking at him.
Tristan was shocked to hear her words; Bella asked him to sleep in the bed.
Countless questions now filled his mind as he looked at her. Why did she suddenly change her mind? Last night, she rejected the idea of them sharing the same bed.
Afraid he had misheard, Tristan asked, "B-Bella, are you serious? We can sleep in the same bed!?"
Bella was a little confused hearing Tristan’s reaction. She turned to face him, wanting to clarify something, but her words stopped when she saw him sitting on the sofa and helped her up.
"Are you serious? I can sleep in bed." He asks again after Bella sits next to him.
"Hmm, you can sleep there. You still have an hour to sleep before breakfast," Bella answered with a smile, realizing the light in his eyes was getting brighter.
Tristan immediately stood up and walked to the bed while carrying his pillow. A smile slowly appeared when he realized Bella was finally willing to sleep with him.
Bella felt unreal seeing Tristan walking towards the bed carrying a pillow. His hair looked messy, and he was only wearing a T-shirt.
How could the almighty Tristan Sinclair look like this? She felt amused watching this side of him.
In the past, when Bella woke up in the morning, she never found Tristan in her bed because he had already returned to his bedroom. When they met, she only saw him wearing a suit.
"What are you waiting for, Bella? Come sleep with me…"
Bella was stunned hearing his words. She looked at him, lying on the bed with his head glancing in her direction.
’Humph! Why did he think I would sleep with him?’ Bella wondered as she narrowed her eyes at him. A few seconds later, something crossed her mind, and a faint smile slowly appeared as she realized Tristan was wrongly hearing her words.
Geez!
"Tristan, I just asked you to move to bed but didn’t say I would sleep with you..."
Tristan was stunned as he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Bella. Feeling embarrassed, he said, "It’s still early. You’d better sleep here, and I’ll return to the sofa."
"No need. I’m getting enough sleep. I’ll just read something on my laptop," she said, then walked towards the study table. However, before she could reach the table, Tristan stopped her.
"I’m sorry, Bella. But this time, you have to listen to me. You can work later, but not now. Last night, we spent hours talking, and knowing you only got a little sleep worries me." Tristan held her hand and led her to bed.
"I’m fine now."
"I remember you spent hours meeting with Leo and Sam yesterday. Did something happen at your company? Do you need my help handling the issue with Laura Kiels? That woman is starting to make me angry!" Tristan said as he helped her lay on the bed.
Hearing his earnest offer, Bella immediately said, "No thanks..."
She didn’t want Tristan involved in her office matter.