My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Another Note?
While Bella and her family are grieving inside the house, Tristan and some of his people gather in front of the house. They deliberately avoid Bella’s family hearing as they discuss how Lucas Donovan died.

“Sir, I found this note near your father-in-law’s body,” Reid handed Tristan a small piece of paper.

Glancing at the paper, Tristan’s face immediately froze. It was the same note he had seen in the empty house the night he wiped out the Dark Skull headquarters a few weeks ago.

‘It must be Marco!’ Tristan thought as he accepted the paper from Reid. Seeing the same handwriting, his heart raced. No doubt, the one who wrote the notes was indeed Marco.

[My old pal, Tristan Sinclair, this is the first one. Who’s next?]

Tristan read the writing several times and was sure it was Marco’s handwriting.

“Sir, do you recognize this handwriting? Who wrote it?” Reid asked curiously. He guessed that whoever left the notes must know Tristan.

Standing slightly behind Tristan, Geoffrey answered, “It’s Marco’s handwriting.” He took the paper from Tristan’s hand and looked at Reid before continuing, “We found similar notes with the same writing that night in the empty house after you and your team wiped out Dark Skull basecamp.”

“That motherfucker! How dare he challenge our boss!? He’s courting death!” Reid’s anger soared. “Boss, we can’t let him openly challenge you like this. Let’s go with plan B!” he said in annoyance.

Bryan, who was there, nodded in agreement with Reid, “Sir, what Reid said is on point. We should go after him with our plan B. You can’t stay still waiting for Owen and his people to capture him. I think they can’t do it by themselves.”

Tristan took a deep breath, avoiding their words. So many thoughts were now dancing in his mind. He agrees with them, but he can’t do it alone.

Frustrated with the situation, Tristan turned away from them and looked at the stars in the distance. He wanted to fight with Marco, exposing him on the internet openly, but the military rejected his idea. The military couldn’t expose Marco’s identity to the public because it would make them panic.

That’s why Owen and his special forces secretly sought Marco to maintain public safety and peace, especially for the victims of Dark Skull.

However, seeing how openly Marco challenged him, Tristan couldn’t stay silent. He had to do something. Either he had to beg Jayson Spencer for permission as supreme commander for this nation, or he had to do something else, ignoring Owen’s warning.

“Sigh!” That’s the only sound that could be heard from Tristan’s lips. It was making the others even more tense while waiting for his decision.

After a few more minutes, Tristan still said nothing. He kept ignoring them all.

Before Reid could say something, suddenly, the house door swung open, and a man approached them, causing them to stop chatting and look behind.

“Brother-in-law,” Henry called out to Tristan, sounding hurried.

Tristan frowned, looking at Henry’s worried expression. “Yes? What is it, Henry?” he asked, walking towards him. The others also followed.

“My sister…” Henry’s voice trembled. “My sister, she fainted.”

Tristan was utterly shocked. He rushed into the house and found Bella lying on the sofa, surrounded by other family members.

Looking at her pale face was enough to make Tristan’s heart seem to stop beating. Placing his hand on her forehead, he could feel how cold she was, as if she had just been drawn into a frozen lake.

“We were still talking, and suddenly she fainted,” Natalie’s shaking voice was enough to tell how worried she was now.

“Master Tristan… My young Madam didn’t eat her dinner and lacked sleep.” Noora explained in her sobs. This was the first time she saw Bella fainted.

Tristan said nothing to them; he leaned closer to Bella and carried her in his arms before looking at Isaac and Natalie.

“Grandpa, Mother, I will bring her to the hospital,” he said hurriedly. He couldn’t risk her health waiting for a doctor to come to this house. He needs the doctor to examine his wife sooner.

“Yes, please, bring her to the emergency room. She must be exhausted,” Natalie agreed with Tristan. However, Isaac Donovan had a different idea.

“Just bring her upstairs, Tristan. I will call my family doctor to come at once,” Isaac Donovan offered, but Tristan refused.

Tristan knew that if Bella stayed home, she would not rest properly, and her condition would worsen. It’s better to bring her to the hospital and let her sleep there.

After asking Noora and Geoffrey to look after Dax, who now sleeps on the second floor, Tristan immediately left Isaac Donovan’s residence and went to his hospital.

***

S International Hospital, East City.

They arrived at the hospital almost two hours ago. After the doctor checked her condition, Bella was sound asleep on the bed.

Tristan tried to sleep, too, but he couldn’t close his eyes, as his mind was too preoccupied with everything to let him rest.

His hand hung behind him as he stood by the window, staring silently at the still-dark sky. So much was bothering him now. After what happened to Lucas Donovan, his wife needed rest in this hospital because she was too exhausted.

“Excuse me, Mr. Sinclair…”

A man’s voice surprised Tristan. He immediately turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a doctor’s coat. His expression looked calm, but his gaze clearly expressed his worries. Behind him, several doctors and nurses were waiting near the door.

Tristan walked towards him and extended his hand for a warm shakehand.

“Uncle Fernon. I apologize for disturbing your sleep,” Tristan sincerely said. He felt terrible because the Director of the S International Hospital for East City branch had to come to meet him early this morning.

“No, Sir. I have to come here to greet you. I have already talked to the doctor about your wife, Mrs. Sinclair, condition. They said she would be fine when she woke up. But she still needs plenty of rest; her condition is too weak, especially as she is now carrying twins.”