My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 371

Chapter 371: Bella’s Concern
Her step halts, and she turns to see Tristan sitting on the sofa in the corner with an iPad on his lap. His calm smile, however, is not enough to relax her heart.

Bella stood there for a few more seconds, trying to answer Tristan’s question. However, she couldn’t find an answer. The funny thing was, she didn’t know why she felt that way.

She sighed deeply, trying to force herself to express her feelings.

Seeing his wife, who looked confused, he didn’t say anything. Tristan placed his iPad on the table and stood from his seat. He approached her and said, “Alright, let’s go check on Dax…”

“Did you explain to him why he finally got to meet your father? He knows your parents hate me, but I don’t want our son to hate your father or view him as negatively as I do.”

“Don’t worry. Our son is a smart boy. He knows everything and understands how to handle the situation,” Tristan reassured her when he saw concern in her eyes.

Bella nodded quietly. She knew that but just wanted to ensure her son wouldn’t be confused about the situation.

“What time will your father come?” Bella asked before Tristan knocked on Dax’s bedroom.

Tristan answered after he checked his watch. “I guess, in ten minutes.”

“Yes, come in,” Dax’s soft voice could be heard from inside after Tristan knocked on the door.

However, when Tristan was about to open the door, Bella grabbed his hand to stop him. He glanced at her, confused.

He didn’t know what she was thinking, but her shaking gaze was enough to tell him that his wife was utterly nervous. Seeing the lingering nervousness in her eyes, Tristan smiled, trying to reassure her.

“Is there anything else you want to say to me?”

Bella nodded, unable to meet his eyes to express her thoughts. She lowered her gaze to look at her hand, still holding Tristan’s.

“Hubby, is it okay if I don’t meet your father?” she whispered as she slowly released her grip. “I’m afraid my resentment towards him will show when I meet him now, and I’m worried our son will witness that.”

Tristan smiled as he took her hand and gently squeezed it. When he saw her finally lift her head and meet his gaze, he said, “Sure, dear. Take your time. There’s no need to rush to forgive him. Besides, today, he only asked to meet Dax.”

“I’ve already forgiven him. I told him the last time we saw each other. But I just feel like I’m not ready to talk to him. I hope that day will come sooner, but not today,” Bella said, feeling bad about saying this.

Tristan was surprised to learn this. “I’m delighted that you’ve forgiven him. Thank you so much, my wife…”

“Hhm. Tristan, I…” Bella’s voice faded as the door opened, and Dax’s worried expression surprised them both.

“Mom, Dad, why are you both standing there? I already allowed you both to enter. Didn’t you hear me?” Dax asked.

After he let his parents in, he waited a few minutes, but no one came in. Curious and afraid, countless imaginations began to fill his mind; the ghost might be playing a prank on him, knocking on his bedroom door. Well, even though he didn’t believe in such things, he still felt chills.

After waiting a few more seconds, no one opened the door, so he decided to check whether he had heard it wrong or if a ghost was trying to test his nerves and make him believe that things existed.

He felt relieved when he saw his parents. The existence of supernatural beings like ghosts that almost made his beliefs shake became firm again — there are no ghosts on this earth; it’s just a myth.

“Are you ready, buddy?” Tristan ruffled his hair to distract him from asking anything.

“Yes, Dad…” said Dax, fixing his blue shirt and white long pants. He didn’t like this clothing; he preferred sportswear, but Aunt Noora ensured he wore it. He had no choice but to endure this uncomfortable feeling.

“You look perfect and more handsome, baby…” Bella held her son’s hand. “Alright, let’s go.”

Dax, “…”

Now, he was suspicious. His mother must have asked Noora to make sure he wore these outfits. “Thank you, Mom,” he said and grinned.

The three of them went downstairs to the first floor. Tristan and Dax waited for William Sinclair in the living room while Bella visited her mother in her room.

When Bella arrived at her mother’s room, she saw Aunt Emma there too. Their surprise was reflected in their eyes when they saw her open the door.

“Bella, why are you here?” asked Natalie.

It wasn’t just her mother who was confused; Aunt Emma also felt the same way. “Isn’t your father-in-law coming? You weren’t with Tristan and Dax to greet him?” she asked.

Bella didn’t answer them right away. Instead, she walked in to join them in the sitting area. She smiled upon seeing her mother and aunt’s curious gazes, then picked up an orange from the table and began to peel it.

The scent of the orange immediately relieved her nervousness. She smiled at them before responding, “I don’t have plans to meet him.”

Natalie’s eyebrow furrowed as she asked, “You still don’t forgive him?”

Bella looked at her mother after putting a piece of orange in her mouth and chewing.

“I have forgiven him, but I don’t think I can chat with him like family just yet.”

“It’s fine, Bella,” Natalie, who knew what happened in the past when her daughter still lived in the Sinclair household, felt sad for her. She could understand her daughter’s feelings now. “You need more time to heal. There’s no need to feel sad about it.”

“Yeah, Bella. At least you already allowed him to meet Dax,” Emma said.

Bella said nothing more and continued to enjoy the orange while watching the television. She was just aware that her mother and aunt were watching a rerun of a K-drama*.

She tried to understand the drama, but somehow, she couldn’t; her mind was now filled with Dax and Tristan in the living room.

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*K-Drama = Korean Drama