The next day.
When Bella woke up in the morning, she was shocked to find that she had received a missed call from Sean.
She immediately dialed the number but only felt disappointed when she heard a familiar female voice, "The number you dialed cannot be contacted."
Bella couldn’t help but take a deep breath while sitting on the edge of the bed. She rubbed her face, feeling guilty she missed his call.
"I’m sorry, Sean... I’m sorry... I didn’t hear your call."
Last night, she silenced her cell phone because she was worried that Tristan would contact her in the morning.
Bella continued checking to see if there were any other messages from Sean.
It didn’t take long for her to find his text message. Her eyes lit up again, and a small smile graced her face.
[Sean: ] Sorry, I can only contact you now (Sorry emoji)
[Sean: ] I know you must be asleep because, in Astington, it’s already three in the morning.
[Sean: ] I just wanted to let you know I’m safe now. But in a matter of hours, I will be in a very remote place again.
[Sean: ] It’s very remote that telephone connection is impossible there. I’m sorry. But don’t worry about me. I will be fine.
[Sean: ] (Smile emoji)
[Sean: ] I really miss you, Bella. Anytime there is a chance, I will contact you.
[Sean: ] (Love Emoji)
Just reading Sean’s text messages could warm Bella’s heart.
She couldn’t hide her happiness. A smile spread across her face as she read the message repeatedly until she memorized all the text.
"I hope you can return soon and safe, Sean..." Bella muttered softly as she put her cell phone on the nightstand.
Upon seeing the clock, she was stunned to realize it was almost 8 AM, and she was still in her pajamas.
Bella didn’t have much time as she had already informed Jack that she would arrive at her office at nine.
She immediately went to the bathroom to clean herself and prepare to visit her office after breakfast.
In just a few minutes, Bella wore her casual clothes — a black turtleneck and A-line midi skirt. She tied her long black hair into a ponytail. After she grabbed her bag and long coat, she headed to Dax’s room.
When Bella arrived at Dax’s room, she didn’t find him. Instead, she met Noora, who had just climbed halfway up the stairs to the second floor.
Bella stopped at the top of the stairs, waiting for her.
"Good morning, young miss," Noora greeted Bella with a smile. "I was just about to wake you up for breakfast..."
"Well, you should have woken me up earlier, Aunty. I’m late now."
"Sorry," Noora grinned. She felt bad for waking her early because last night, she knew Bella couldn’t sleep at all.
"It’s fine... I won’t have breakfast now. I have to go," Bella said as she continued walking down the stairs.
"Miss, young Master Dax is already downstairs with the Old Master and—" Noora’s voice halted abruptly.
Bella frowned, stopping right in front of Noora. "What happened, Aunty!?" she asked, confused, noticing Noora’s awkward pause.
"Young Miss, Old Master Sinclair is downstairs. He arrived a few minutes ago and is now having breakfast with Young Master Dax and the Old Master," Noora explained.
Bella was surprised to hear that. Although she already knew Lewis would visit Dax today, she didn’t expect him to come so early in the morning.
A faint smile graced Bella’s lips as she walked toward the dining room. She faintly heard Dax’s cheerful laughter.
Bella feels grateful, knowing Dax wouldn’t be lonely anymore. While she had to work in the office and couldn’t always be with him, his two great-grandfathers would accompany him daily.
When Bella arrived in the dining room, Dax greeted her with a beaming gaze. "Good morning, Mommy," his voice rang out, drawing the attention of Lewis and Isaac, who smiled softly and asked her to join them.
Nick swiftly pulled out a chair for Bella next to Dax. After explaining the breakfast menu, he disappeared into the kitchen.
Bella smiled warmly at the two elders and greeted them politely.
"Good morning, my dear Bella. You look much fresher and more beautiful this morning, dear," Lewis Sinclair said with an exciting and joyful tone and look. Anyone who looked at him right now could see how happy he was.
Since last night, Lewis had wanted to come to chat with Isaac about Bella and Tristan’s dating. That’s why, after waking up, he came straight here without breakfast.
Bella felt awkward at Lewis’s excessive praise. "Thanks, Grandpa Lewis. You also look healthy," she said, then gazed at Isaac.
"Grandpa, I will visit my office today. I hope you can help me play with Dax. I won’t stay there for too long; I’ll return home soon." She had actually informed her grandpa about her plans for the day, but she worried he might have forgotten.
"Sure, dear... Don’t worry about Dax," Isaac reassured her while placing the cutlery on his empty plate. He continued, "We already have plans for today. Right, Dax?" He smiled meaningfully at Dax.
"Yes, Grandpa," Dax nodded.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Bella smiles. Then, she whispers to Dax, "Baby, I hope you can enjoy your time with Grandpa while Mommy works."
"Hmm, I will," Dax reassured his mom. "Grandpa and I will go to the beach..."
"I’m glad to hear that. But make sure you don’t play in the water. The water is still cold, and you can’t swim," Bella said, concerned.
She looked at her grandpa again. "Grandpa, Dax can’t swim. Please don’t take him on a boat. You can only take him for a walk on the beach..."
Lewis was still surprised to hear that Bella was working and even more surprised that his great-grandson couldn’t swim.
"Dax can’t swim yet?" Lewis couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes, Grandpa Lewis. We didn’t have a swimming pool at our cabin. We only have a lake, but Mommy didn’t allow me to swim there—" Dax said casually.
Bella remained silent, feeling the sharp gaze of both of them now fixed on her.