My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 408

Chapter 408: Let’s Tell Your Father About Us
“Someone is looking for you…”

Bella was surprised to hear Tristan’s voice from the door. She turned off the hairdryer, placed it on the vanity table, and looked at him.

“Who?” Bella asked as she stood up and approached him.

“It’s…” Tristan answered with a pause. “Your father.”

Bella was shocked to hear that and almost tripped over her own feet.

“My father? What? Why did he come here? Where is he?” she hastily asked before continuing her step, wanting to make sure her father didn’t see Dax.

“I wish I could answer you. But your father is still in the lobby. And I won’t let him in if you don’t want to see him.”

Bella felt relieved to hear that. Her panicked expression slowly faded. Standing right before Tristan, she asked in her slightly calm tone, “Did he know about you? Is that why he came?”

Tristan didn’t rush to answer her; instead, he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her close to him—so close that their bodies pressed against each other. He could feel Bella’s curves and the tension she felt. He stopped himself to tease her, knowing this was not the time and place to get intimate.

She looked up to see him frowning, causing her to mirror his expression, waiting for him to answer.

“No, I guess your father doesn’t know about me yet,” Tristan said, recalling their conversation from last night. Bella had informed him that Lucas Donovan had changed a lot.

“Thank goodness,” Bella said, feeling relieved. After talking with her father yesterday, she decided not to inform him about Tristan and Dax because she was worried that her father would change again and become greedy like before.

Tristan’s frown was replaced by a smile when he finally saw her smile.

“My dear wife, I think you should let him know about us.”

Bella was surprised to hear that.

“Huh!? Why do you think that?” She hadn’t planned to tell her father about her relationship with Tristan.

“Let him suffer a little longer.”

“Su-Suffer a little longer?” She asked haltingly, with an unmistakable frown now slowly appearing on her forehead.

“Yes.” Tristan gently stroked her cheek with his thumb before continuing, “Your father might even suffer more to know we are still married and have a son. He will surely become a hermit monk if he knows we are still married and even have a son.”

“Pft!” Bella almost burst out laughing when she heard Tristan still remember what she told him last night. She didn’t expect her husband to have a plan that was even crueler than hers.

“What? Why are you smiling? You disagreed?”

Bella shook her head.

“What does shaking your head mean? Do you mean you agree or not?” he asked, confused.

“Hubby, I agree!”

Bella decides to stop worrying so much about her father. If her father returns to his old self, she doesn’t care and will not be afraid because she will use her privilege as Tristan Sinclair’s wife.

Later,

Bella and Tristan were sitting in the living room. She appeared tense, especially knowing her father was heading to their presidential suite.

She couldn’t explain why, but she was feeling extremely nervous. Her eyes remained fixed on the direction of the door. When Tristan asked her something, she didn’t respond, as her mind was busy with her father’s impending arrival.

Tristan smiled and took her hand. When he caught her looking at him, he said, “Darling, relax. Why are you so worried? There’s nothing to worry about. Everything will be fine.”

Bella smiled at his words. Tristan was correct; there was nothing to worry about.

“Hah!! You’re right…” Bella said while sandwiching her face with her palm.

“If you are still nervous, just think he is one of your uncles,” Tristan said, trying to help her relax and remind her of what she did yesterday.

“Hmm. Oh, right, where’s Dax?” Bella asked. She was too distracted by her father, causing her to forget about her son.

“Our son is waiting in his room. He will join us when I ask him to come out.” Tristan briefly explained his plan.

Bella was utterly stunned. How could they come up with such an idea? She was impressed.

“Oh dear, don’t look at me like that. We only wanted to help you,” Tristan stroked her back lovingly. Bella didn’t know how to respond; she could only smile at him.

Tristan leaned closer to kiss her lips, but the doorbell rang before his lips touched hers. He slowly pulled his face away while turning his gaze toward the door.

“Dear, you stay here. I will open the door.”

“Ooo…”

***

Standing in front of the presidential suite, Lucas Donovan clenches his hand tightly, utterly nervous.

Lucas isn’t nervous because he wants to meet Bella but because he is apprehensive about his daughter staying in a hotel owned by the Sinclair family.

Since last night, he has tried calling Bella but found out she is still blocking his phone.

Left with no choice, Lucas decided to come here to ensure she was alright. But, arriving at this hotel, his mind started to fill with countless questions:

‘What was she thinking? What if Tristan also stays in this hotel? Or what happens if her ex-in-laws find out about it? They will trouble her, right?’

Lucas plans to ask Bella to move to his father’s or Emma’s house now, as he can’t let her stay here for too long. He clenched, looking at the door while trying to calm his heart and mind.

However, Lucas Donovan was taken aback when he saw the person standing before him.

“Sorry, young man. I think I’m in the wrong room,” Lucas said hurriedly, pretending not to recognize Tristan. He quickly changed direction and left, hoping Tristan wouldn’t realize who he was.

“Mr. Lucas Donovan…”

Lucas stopped when he heard Tristan’s voice calling out his name. He couldn’t believe Tristan still remembered him.

“Y-You…You… still recognize me!?” Lucas asked, finding it hard to believe how someone like Tristan Sinclair still remembers him.