My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 437

Chapter 437: After Months, He Needed a Cold Shower
After ensuring Bella was lying comfortably, Tristan didn’t immediately join her. Instead, he sat on the side of the bed while lovingly stroking her warm cheek.

Since this morning, Tristan wanted to tell her about the lab results he received. However, he couldn’t because there were many urgent things to do at the office.

One urgent matter was the suspicious person who tried to dig into her personal background, both offline and online record, which was troubling him today. They couldn’t find that person’s identity, which worried him.

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Under her sleepy eyes, Bella saw Tristan sitting beside her, which confused her.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I will. I’m too busy all day and can’t get enough of seeing your beautiful face. Let me look at your face for a few minutes, hmm…”

She smiled and closed her eyes, “Mr. Sinclair, don’t forget to turn off the light if you are done feeding your eyes with my beauty.”

Tristan chuckled and pinched her cheek.

“Aughh! Please, stop. I’m so sleepy…” She yawned.

Tristan took a deep breath. He wanted to tell her about the test result now, but seeing how tired she was made him postpone it. If he had told her now, she would be shocked and probably unable to sleep.

After turning off the bedroom lights, Tristan immediately joined her under the blanket. Worried about making her uncomfortable, he tried not to move, not even a tiny movement. He lay there, staring at the ceiling and trying to breathe without a sound.

However, after a few seconds, he closed his eyes. Bella’s voice broke the silence.

“Ugh… Hubby… I’m so sorry. I can’t, um, I can’t make love tonight; I’m too tired to do it. But no worries. We could do it tomorrow if you want. I hope you don’t mind,” Bella whispered. She felt bad because she knew they always do it before they sleep, but only tonight was she indubitably exhausted after her confrontation with Henry.

Tristan suddenly opened his eyes wide. A wry smile slowly appeared on his lips as he turned to look at Bella, who had her back turned to him.

Just looking at her back was enough to awaken something inside him—something he had been putting deep inside his mind to the point of repressing it.

“Babe, how could you awaken these feelings in me after I tried so hard to suppress them?” Tristan said softly as he turned towards her.

Without saying a word, he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her gently toward him, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

“Tr-Tristan…” Bella was surprised by his swift move. She tries to look at him through her shoulder, but Tristan buries his head on her shoulder.

“Oh dear, why are you waking my little brother down there?” he said while kissing her neck and exhaling her scents, causing her to curl up.

Bella feels the tickle on her neck, and a soft moan escapes Bella’s lips. Her heartbeat started to race, but she said nothing. Not even try to stop him.

After being satisfied, he inhaled her scent. He whispered in her ear.

“Don’t worry, dear. I won’t tire you tonight, but you have to compensate me because you awakened my little brother—” his hand pulls her gown and slips under, caressing her smooth skin before returning to kissing her neck.

Bella silently scolded herself. She could only swallow hard when she felt his stiffened little brother rubbing her thigh and his hand tickling her lower abdomen. Instantly, she feels like her blood shivers all over her veins, and her lust quickly envelops her mind and sets aside her tiredness.

“Tristan…” She calls his name softly when she feels her entire body react. “Ughhh…” she moaned when his hand squeezed and caressed her breasts and nipples. Her body arches in pleasure.

She wanted more. And instantly, she no longer cares about her fatigue. She needs him now.

“Tr-Tristan… Ughh…Mmmm…” She moaned even louder than before.

Suddenly, Tristan stopped. And his words instantly shutter Bella’s lust.

“My dear wife, no worries, I will let you sleep now. But, please don’t provoke me again, huh? I won’t be able to hold myself back if you tease me again…” He whispers near her ear.

“NO…NO… PLEASE CONTINUE… TRISTAN SINCLAIR!!” She wanted to shout that but stopped when Tristan pulled his hand.

‘Damn you, Tristan Sinclair!! I HATED YOU!’ She could only vent her frustration inwardly while trying to press her needs. She didn’t want to awaken him again, or he would not let her sleep till dawn as usual.

Tristan made her turn towards him and let her sleep in his arms.

“Alright, sleep and don’t make any reckless move or—”

“I promise!” Bella interrupted him immediately, closing her eyes and burying her head in his chest. She didn’t dare to make any small move at all.

Tristan didn’t say a word. He was too preoccupied, distracting his mind to suppress his lust.

He didn’t know how long he lay there, holding her, until he finally heard her soft snore, which made him relax.

Slowly, he released his embrace and immediately rushed to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

This was the first time he had done this after months when Bella had not wholly accepted him.

After a cold shower, Tristan did not immediately join Bella on the bed. He walked to the veranda in his white bathrobe to make a call.

On the fourth ring, the phone finally connected, and a deep male voice on the other end greeted him unhappily.

“Damn it, Tristan Sinclair! Why did you call me at this ungodly hour? Did your wife get sick again?”

“Carlos, why are you sleeping at this hour? I’ve always thought of you as a night owl type of person,” Tristan asked, ignoring Carlos’s question. “Where are you now?”

“What the hell? It’s already two in the morning, man!” Carlos said as he got up from his soft bed and sat on the edge of the bed.