My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Lewis Sinclair Rage!
The next day.

Tristan left the house after having breakfast with his wife and son, but instead of heading to the office, he went to his parents’ house. He needed to deal with his mother’s problems.

He was worried that his mother might do something terrible to harm Bella, similar to what she had done to his Grandma, and he knew he would never forgive her if she did.

For years, Tristan had wondered why his mother hated his wife, Bella. He had asked his wife about it a few times, but she never said a word whenever he brought it up.

After hearing his mother’s reason for hating Bella yesterday, he felt furious. He went to the restaurant to confront his mother and planned to take her to meet his Grandpa and Father.

However, a terrible incident occurred when a crazy woman tried to harm his wife and son. He had to put his mother’s matters on hold and asked his people to escort her back home. He also arranged for the house to be guarded to ensure his mother would not leave and cause problems for them.

Because of his actions, his father, William Sinclair, called him and was curious why he had suddenly put his mother under house arrest.

He didn’t tell his father what happened in the restaurant or what he had heard over the phone—the conversation between Bella and his mother. He knew that telling his father right away would have caused a war, so he only told his father to wait for him to come.

Tristan also didn’t tell his grandfather about it, worried that his grandfather would expel his mother from the Sinclair family if he knew.

Arriving at his parents’ house, Tristan parked beside his grandfather’s car and rushed inside. He saw his father and grandfather talking while enjoying their tea in the living room without his mother present.

Looking at their relaxed expressions, he knew they had not heard anything about what had happened in the restaurant, which relieved him slightly as he approached them.

“Grandpa, Father,” Tristan greeted them, causing them to turn their heads toward him immediately. Their calm expressions slowly changed as if a big question mark had now perched on their foreheads, looking at him.

“Why did you ask me to come here this early? I even have to rush my breakfast?” Lewis Sinclair asked, his voice sounding unhappy. He didn’t like coming to this place this early, only to give up his morning chess.

“Tristan, why did you put so many guards in this house? Did something bad happen in the office to make you worry?” William Sinclair asked worriedly.

Tristan did not immediately sit with them or answer them. He looked at the two of them before asking them to follow him to his father’s home office.

He did not want anyone to hear what he would discuss with them. This matter was serious, dark, and shameful.

Although confused by Tristan’s unusual behavior, Lewis and William Sinclair followed him.

After allowing his father and grandfather to enter the room, Tristan looked at Alan, his Grandpa’s butler, in the corner.

“Is there anything you need from me, sir?” Alan approaches Tristan.

“Please, don’t let anyone approach or enter this room.”

“Yes, sir. I will follow your instructions.”

“Thank you, Alan,” Tristan patted his shoulder gently and entered the room.

Tristan closed the door before joining his father and grandfather in the seating area. Their eyes held confusion as they stared at him.

Ignoring their curious gazes, he sat across from them.

“Brat, are you trying to spike my blood pressure? To make me angry!?” Lewis Sinclair snapped. He couldn’t wait any longer. Why was Tristan acting so weird? “Tell me now, or I will really go mad at you—”

“Grandpa, Father,” Tristan addressed them, one after the other. “I want you to hear this voice recording.” He placed his phone on the table.

“What is it?” William Sinclair asked, but Tristan didn’t answer; instead, he pushed the Play button.

“I’m really sorry. I don’t quite understand what you mean, Mam!? And can’t you just leave us alone? I love your son, and he loves me; how could you be so desperate to separate us!?”

Bella’s voice could be heard from the cell phone speaker, which surprised William and Lewis Sinclair.

“Oh, my dear Bella, I actually liked you when you first joined my family; however, you’re too smart. You make me worry. I can’t trust you, so I can’t let you stay in my family.”

They both felt more puzzled when Jessica Sinclair’s voice could be heard. However, they didn’t say anything other than listen, but their confused gazes were fixed on Tristan, who ignored them and looked at his cell phone sternly.

“Ma’am, I still don’t understand why you despise me so much. If you tell me now, I promise I’ll leave…”

“If you want a grandchild…I will give you one or maybe three. I promise you, please let me stay with your family, huh!? Or tell me your true reason for wanting me to leave Tristan…”

“You want to know my reason?”

There was a long pause. William was about to ask Tristan, but Jessica’s voice suddenly sounded again.

“Fine. Because I know you are the only person who knows I was responsible for my mother-in-law’s death. So, Bella, I can not and will not allow you to be around my family, let alone live under the same roof as my son. If you insist, I’ll force myself to drag you out or even end you!”

Tristan immediately turned off the voice recording and waited for them to say something.

However, a few minutes passed, and no one spoke. He then looked at his father and grandfather and waited for their reactions. “Grandpa, Dad?” he asked.

“Why is your mother talking like that, Tristan? Responsible for her mother-in-law’s death? What does your mother mean?”

William Sinclair was the first one to react. He knew the meaning of Jessica’s words, but his mind still refused to believe what he had just heard.

Tristan silently took a deep sigh. Instead of answering his father’s question, he looked at his Grandpa. To his surprise, he could see how furious his Grandpa’s expression was now.

“Grandpa, are you alright?”

Lewis Sinclair felt his world implode. It felt like someone had just ripped out his heart upon hearing the last words of his daughter-in-law.

‘She was involved in my wife’s death?’ Lewis Sinclair didn’t need to ask to know what Jessica meant. He tried to deny what he heard, hoping he heard it wrong. However, the rage inside him grew even worse.

“Tristan,” Lewis’s voice sounded icy as he looked at his grandson. “When did this conversation take place?”

William Sinclair also looked curiously at Tristan.

Tristan immediately told Lewis and William Sinclair what had happened the previous day at the Roots & Recipe Family Restaurant about how Bella accidentally met his mother and was confronted by her. He also told them how Dax was taken hostage, and Bella ended up getting injured and needing surgery.

Lewis and William Sinclair were shocked to hear that. They were both horrified, not about Jessica confronting Bella but about Dax’s situation and Bella’s injury. They momentarily forgot about Jessica and were worried about Dax and Bella, especially Bella, who had been seriously injured.

“Where are they now? I want to meet them both…” Lewis’s voice sounds worried and hurried. He just wanted to make sure they were alright.

“Me, too. I want to meet them. Father, let’s visit them,” William Sinclair said while preparing to leave.

Tristan was speechless.

“Grandpa, Father, they are at home, resting.” Tristan hurriedly interrupted them. Looking at their frowns, he continued, “You can visit them later, but we must talk about my mother. ”

“You are right—” Instantly, Lewis Sinclair’s rage returned upon hearing Tristan’s words. He indeed needs to deal with his daughter-in-law. ‘Why was he involved in his wife’s death? What is her motive to do such a terrible act?’ he wanted to know this.

William Sinclair is wearing the same expression as his father, but his eyes flash with shame and sadness. How could his wife have the heart to harm his mother?

Seeing the two of them lost in their thoughts, Tristan spoke again.

“Grandpa, Father, I will not interfere with how you handle my mother. But please make sure that she will not try to harm my wife and son. If she does that, I will no longer want to acknowledge her as part of my family!” Tristan said firmly.

William Sinclair’s hands clenched tightly. “I understand, my son. Don’t worry. I will take care of your mother.”

“Tristan, thank you for letting us know about this,” Lewis Sinclair snarled. “Don’t worry, that woman will not be able to appear before Bella and Dax again.”

“Thank you, father and grandpa,” Tristan said with a smile. “I don’t want my wife to stress because she is pregnant now.”

“Oh my god… I’m so happy for you and Bella,” Lewis’ stiff expression slowly faded, and his smile appeared upon hearing this good news.

“Tristan, congrats, son.”

“Thank you,” Tristan responded. He did not stay there for long. He immediately said goodbye and left his father and grandpa to handle his mother.

He quickly excused himself to head to his underground base camp to take care of the other source of his headache.