My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 183

Chapter 183: He Would Tell Her
Tristan went to Bella’s room after discussing Dax with Noora for a while.

Today, Tristan, who has been harboring deep feelings for Bella, decides to be honest with her about their status. He felt approaching her with such intentions for a month was enough.

He slowly turned the doorknob of Bella’s door. ‘It’s not locked! Of course, you dummy! Bella won’t lock it if Dax sleeps in a separate room,’ Tristan said inwardly before stepping inside.

The room was dimly lit, with only a ray of sunlight seeping through the slightly opened curtains.

His heart started pounding as his eyes fixed on the bed. He silently closed the door before approaching the large bed in the center of the room. Bella lay there like a sleeping angel.

Tristan sat on the edge of the bed, his actions frozen by his concern. He didn’t dare disturb her, not even to brush the hair from her face. Afraid she would be awake, he wanted to let her sleep a little longer.

Based on her medical report, Tristan understands that she is suffering from chronic fatigue, which is a result of the hard work and stressful situation she is currently experiencing.

Upon his flight landing in this city, Tristan learned that Bella’s company, Stellar Entertainment, faced issues with Laura Kiels’ fans. He began to suspect that her health had dropped due to her work.

‘Bella, if you need my help, please ask me. I would do anything for you…’ he whispered.

After feasting his eyes on her beauty, his eyes slowly moved to her smooth white neck and stopped at her chest. He felt his blood boiling and his body heat rising. He quickly averted his gaze, afraid he couldn’t resist joining her under the blanket.

‘Bella, did you know? Even when you sleep, you successfully torture me like this…’ Tristan laughed bitterly in his heart as he stood up from the bed and walked towards the window; he needed to calm his mind and heart.

Tristan stood by the window and watched his son, Dax, train with Geoffrey on the white sand. Dax looked serious, but he smiled and laughed sometimes. He didn’t look like he was training in martial arts; he looked more like playing and exercising.

Though Dax had been training for a few weeks, his progress was faster for a toddler his age but slower than kids in junior school. And that is what Geoffrey aimed. He didn’t push Dax too hard. Instead, he focused on building the foundations of Dax’s power, discipline, fun, and love of the sport.

Tristan stood there watching Dax from the second-floor window for so long that he lost track of time until he heard Bella’s voice groaning in pain. Worried, he quickly turned towards the bed, seeing her body move slightly. Without hesitation, he walked over to her to check on her.

Tristan noticed Bella’s forehead furrowing as if she was having a bad dream; he slowly sat back down on the edge of the bed, just in case Bella needed him. His eyes fell on her face. Then, he saw her eyes tremble, and her eyelashes slowly opened.

His smile widened.

However, when Bella’s hands finally came out of the blanket, and she pushed it away from her body, Tristan’s smile suddenly disappeared. The tension was replaced when his gaze began to move down to look at her body, which was only covered by a thin nightgown, so thin that he could even see her hard nipples beneath the cloth.

For a moment, Tristan couldn’t blink; he was too shocked by the beautiful, seductive sight he saw now.

“T-Tristan!!” Instantly, Bella’s hoarse-shocked voice broke the silence as she pulled the blanket she had just thrown off to cover her entire body; only his eyes were now visible, widened as he looked at Tristan. “Wh-What are you doing in my… my room?” she stammered.

The passion that almost made Tristan lose control suddenly disappeared when he heard Bella say his name in surprise.

He looked into her eyes with an awkward smile. “Good morning, beautiful… how are you today?” His gentle and soft voice caused Bella’s heart to start making a loud and strange sound again. Badam! Badam! Badam!

Tristan completely ignored Bella’s question. His eyes calmly and gently met her panicked and awkward eyes.

“Are you feeling better now, Bella? Is there anything I can get you? A glass of water, perhaps?” he asked. She didn’t answer right away but simply looked at him.

Later,

Bella shook her head and said, “Thanks, Tristan. No need. I’m fine…” She finally managed to utter something.

As she was processing her shock, she suddenly remembered that Tristan had left all his work in another country and rushed to her side when he found out that she was sick and had been admitted to the hospital. How could she possibly ignore such a selfless act of love and care? She knew she couldn’t.

Bella sat up slowly from the bed and wrapped the blanket tightly around her body up to her chest. She worried that Tristan might think she was teasing him because her nightgown was thin.

When their eyes met, she suddenly blurted out the countless thoughts dancing in her mind since last night.

“I thought you would only be here in the next few days. Why did you come here so early? What about your work? You should have stayed in Singapore and finished your business trip. Won’t there be any negative effects because you rushed back here?” She asked in worry.

Tristan felt his heart swell, flattered by her question. His mind once more reminds him, ‘Man, this is a sign! Subtle, though. But it’s still a sign! Bella is starting to reciprocate your feelings…’ Hearing his inner voice encouraging him boosted his mood and confidence to win back her heart.

Despite not answering Bella’s questions, Tristan extended his arm, placed his hand on her waist, and gently guided her to sit much closer on his lap.