My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 149

Chapter 149: Surprised to See Their Wedding Photos!
Tristan didn’t wait for Bella to react as he walked to the corner. He settled on the leather sofa after taking a book from a nearby bookshelf.

He tried to be naturally preoccupied with the book as soon as possible to give Bella a sense of privacy.

Bella smiled as she saw him engrossed in his book. She approached his table nonchalantly and only thought about her work.

However, as Bella was about to sit down and open the laptop, she suddenly froze when she noticed a beautiful photo frame on the table.

‘How could he still have this picture?!’ she muttered as she looked at their old wedding photo.

Bella was completely taken aback when she noticed their wedding photograph on the table. She hadn’t thought about the photo since their separation, not even once. However, at that moment, the memories of the photo and the day it was captured flooded her mind.

Seeing how beautiful she looked in her wedding dress brought back all her feelings of that time. She clearly remembered the smile in the photo—her happiness at finally becoming Tristan Sinclair’s wife.

Bella used to find it amusing when she recalled her past. At first, when she learned that her grandfather and parents had asked her to marry Tristan, she despised the idea. However, after meeting Tristan in person, she unexpectedly turns into a silly girl who falls head over heels in love with him.

How stupid!

Now, looking at her bride’s happy smile in their wedding photo, Bella can’t help but smile too.

However, when her gaze fixed on Tristan’s face, her smile gradually faded. Looking at Tristan’s deadpan expression — his gaze on the picture didn’t share happiness and sincerity contrast with her.

She felt her heartache as she remembered that Tristan never loved her. To him, their marriage was only a duty to produce heirs for the Sinclair family.

Bella’s hand clenched into a tight fist to distract her broken heart.

‘Why does Tristan still own this picture!?’ She wonders.

Bella clearly remembered asking Noora to burn all their wedding photos. She didn’t even keep anything for herself because there was no point in keeping it.

‘Did Tristan have the hard drive for our wedding photo? No. It’s impossible…’

Bella immediately dismissed that thought because she remembered that the only people who took photos of their wedding were her family. All their hard drives and wedding photos were destroyed.

She didn’t remember Tristan’s family assigning a photographer at that time because their wedding was private and top secret, and only a few people attended.

Bella slowly turns her gaze from the picture to Tristan. She saw him immersed in reading the book on his lap.

Instantly, she feels her heart quickened.

‘How handsome…’ she whispered to herself, thinking that the man in the corner was the God who grace from heaven and blessed her eyes with his present.

She refused to blink, afraid of God disappearing from her sight.

Badam!

Badam!

Bella could hear her own heartbeat loudly race inside her.

Not long after, the rusty feelings she had once had, which she had long buried deep in her heart, slowly rose, causing her hands to shake and her knees to weaken.

Bella almost stumbles when her knee gives in. She grabs the table’s edge while lowering her gaze to distract her mind from him.

After a few moments,

Once she felt a little bit calmer, Bella looked at him again.

However, her heartbeat races even faster. Bella was surprised again because, this time, Tristan looked back at her with a visible frown.

Tristan closed the book in his lap when he saw she had not sat down or touched the laptop on the table.

He couldn’t help but ask, “Everything okay, Bella? You can’t use the laptop!?”

Tristan didn’t wait for her to answer as he stood from his seat and approached her for help.

Bella blinked several times, looking at Tristan, who was now towering in front of her.

Her heart beat faster.

She opened her mouth several times to ask about their wedding photos. Still, she couldn’t say anything, as if all the sentences she wanted to ask were slowly turning back in her throat.

Gosh!

“This is weird because I still use the laptop when you sleep,” he said, smiling at her. Let me check the laptop for you.”

Before Tristan walked past her, Bella’s hand stopped him.

Tristan looked at her in surprise, and then he saw her soft hand holding his arm.

They stood close enough for him to smell her familiar, fragrant scent. He felt like he was on cloud nine, too happy.

For a few seconds, their eyes meet, conveying their own emotions.

Bella feels confused with Tristan, who still keeps their wedding photo.

While Tristan feels overjoyed because Bella is holding his arm.

After a moment of silence, Bella finally voiced her thoughts.

“Tristan, why are you still keeping–”

“Mommy… Daddy…”

Bella couldn’t finish her words as Dax’s voice sounded from the door so suddenly.

Surprised, they both look at the wide open door and see Dax standing with Geoffrey behind him.

Dax smiled, looking at his parents, who seemed just about to hug each other.

‘Did I come in the wrong time?’ Dax wondered.

“Ummm….Mommy and Daddy seem to be doing something important, and we shouldn’t bother them. Mom… Dad… I’m sorry if I interrupted anything. You guys may continue… I’m going to continue my lesson with teacher Geoffrey,” said Dax, then hurriedly closing the door, not wanting to thwart his father’s efforts to win his mother’s heart.

However, before the door closed, Bella snapped from her shock and was even more suprised to realize she still held Tristan’s arm.

“Dax, Dax… would you wait, please… This is not what it looks like. We are not doing anything…like you think we’re doing,” Bella said while approaching him and running to the door.

She completely forgets her plan to come to Tristan’s office.

At this moment, she just wanted to cover her face and leave the room; she felt embarrassed.

Tristan secretly chuckled as Bella fled from him. He didn’t say anything; he slowly walked and followed her and their son with a smile.