My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 268

Chapter 268: Let Me Meet Your Son!
“Tristan Sinclair, oh dear… So it’s true you have a son!?” Jessica asked.

But Tristan didn’t respond to Jessica’s words, not even giving her a quick glance. He ignored her, his eyes fixed on William.

Frustrated with her son, Jessica turned to see her husband and saw how mixed her husband’s expression had been.

William was not only shocked but also confused. His eyes met Tristan’s calm gaze. When Tristan smiled faintly at him, William felt his heart suddenly warm.

Finally, for the first time since his son had grown up, this was the first time William Sinclair could see that smile again—the warm smile of his only son, who he thought was growing further away from him.

Trying to suppress his happiness at the moment, knowing that his son could show his warm side, William cleared his throat before asking again to confirm what he was thinking: The woman his son said was his wife must be Arabella Donovan.

“Tristan, you said earlier… is your marital status with her still valid in the eyes of the law? How could that happen?” William asked. He was confused because he knew Bella had already signed their divorce papers five years ago.

“Who? Who is the woman you said is your wife!?” Jessica asked Tristan, but he still ignored her, his eyes still staring at William. She turned her gaze again to her husband.

“Will, who is the woman? You already know who she is, right? Tell me… Do I know her?” Jessica grabbed her husband’s hand and asked for his attention. But, just like Tristan, William also ignored her.

Jessica felt even more annoyed. She had a strong urge to give William and Tristan a scold, but she resisted when she heard Tristan say something.

“Because I never processed that paper to the court…” Tristan answered his father casually.

William was shocked to hear that. He never imagined Tristan hadn’t submitted the letter to the court.

‘Why did he do that? Did he agree to divorce her because he never loved Bella!?’ William wondered, his eyes still fixed on Tristan. A few seconds passed, and William couldn’t suppress his curiosity. He asked again, “Why did you do that? You didn’t love her, right?”

“Because—” Tristan’s voice trailed off when Jessica screamed, distracting him.

“STOP! You two answer me first! Tristan Sinclair… Who is your wife? Tell me. I need to know, and also…” Jessica paused for a moment to get some air to fill her stuffy chest. She feels utterly angry at that moment.

When Jessica saw her husband and Tristan now looking at her, she continued, “I have to meet my grandson, Tristan. Bring me to meet him immediately… I need to make sure that boy is really your son!”

Tristan secretly let out a long sigh, hearing his mother’s words. He wouldn’t allow her to see his son, Dax, until Bella allowed it.

“Mother, I’m sorry, but my wife didn’t allow you and Father to meet our son. So, I can’t bring you to meet him.”

Tristan’s words sounded like punishment for Jessica. Making her even angrier.

“WHAT!?” She couldn’t help but roar, “Who is your wife? How dare she not allow us to meet our grandson? Who the hell does she think of herself?”

Tristan, “…”

If this woman were not his mother, he would have already cut ties with her. How could she say such hurtful words? Whoever his wife is, she deserves respect from her mother-in-law.

Now Tristan could relate to how hurt Bella felt whenever his mother said hurtful things. Sigh!

…

William’s gaze was clearly disappointed as he stared at his son. However, he couldn’t say anything because he knew how terribly he and his wife had treated Bella in the past. Bella had the right to do this to them as punishment. Now, he could only regret and blame himself.

“I only have one wife, Mother. So, of course, you know her,” Tristan patiently answered.

“One wife? Who? Who the woman—” Jessica straightened her back, feeling as if all the blood in her body was about to rush straight to her heart when she realized what her son said: his only wife was Arabella Donovan.

‘BELLA!!! THAT DAMN WOMAN???’

Jessica was almost choked. She stares at Tristan for the next few seconds without a word leaving her lips. She was too shocked to say anything.

After a few moments, she said, “Is the mother of your son Bella!?” Her voice trembled, and she could feel her hands suddenly getting sweaty.

“Yes, Mother. I only married to her, so of course she’s the mother of my son—”

“Jess… Jessica… my wife… What happened…?” William shouted in shock when he saw his wife’s body falling. He swiftly took her thin body and pulled her into his arms.

Tristan was also panicked to see his mother faint. He stood from his seat and wanted to help, but William yelled at him.

“SON, HURRY UP… call our family doctor!”

Tristan nodded at his father.

He took a deep sigh, looking at his father carrying his faint mother out of the living room. Then, walking toward the glass wall in the corner, he took out his phone and called his parents’ personal doctor.

After talking to the doctor, Tristan did not move from his place. He stood there alone, looking at the calm lake behind his childhood home.

Tristan’s mind reels back to his past. He really misses his childhood when they were all still a happy family.

He remembers playing with his parents and grandparents in the lake and forest behind their house during those times.

However,

When he became a teenager, all the happy times were taken away.

He had to learn all the basics to become the heir to the Sinclair Group. His father started to change; he was no longer seen as a father but as a teacher, and then his father slowly became his boss.

The worst thing that made Tristan think he was living in hell was when his parents started looking for a suitable wife for him. Almost every month, his mother invited a few aunties and their daughters to dine with them—something he hated.

Afraid his parents would continue to find a woman for him, he agreed with his Grandpa to marry his best friend’s granddaughter, Bella. At first, he only married Bella out of duty; no love was involved.

But God opened his heart and mind; he started to love her when she left.

And now he is madly in love with her.

Tristan sighs deeply, and a faint smile slowly appears on his lips as he whispers her name,

“Bella…”