My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Finally, Meet His Son
Dax looked at his mother again and asked, “Didn’t you say we were going to Tristan Sinclair’s house… I mean, my father’s house?”

“This is your father’s house,” Bella answered.

Surprised, He gasped as he watched the massive black gate slowly open, and the car finally drove in.

“Are you excited?” Bella asked while glancing at him.

“Yeah, a little. But I’m not nervous because I’ve seen his face many times before and already know about him.”

“That’s good—” Bella’s voice trailed off when she saw Tristan standing at the main entrance with Geoffrey beside him.

Her heart began to beat a little faster as she gazed at him.

He looked exceptionally handsome in his casual white shirt, and his hair appeared slightly disheveled as if he hadn’t styled it as usual. This made him seem much more approachable than when he wore his formal outfit in the last few days when they met.

Bella didn’t know why, but she felt nervous looking at Tristan for the first time after she returned to this country.

She tried to calm her mind; she didn’t want Tristan to see her nervousness.

‘Gosh, Bella… Calm… Calm… Alright… Calm!! How could you be nervous to meet him while Dax looks so relaxed?’ Bella could only vent her frustration in her mind while parking the car in the usual spot.

When Tristan and Geoffrey approached their car, she turned off the engine while looking at Dax.

“Are you ready, Dax?”

“Hmm,” Dax answered without turning his gaze from Tristan. Seeing this man up close, he felt something strange in his heart.

Second later,

A smile graced Dax’s face. He glanced at his mother quickly, “Mommy, I didn’t understand. Why did you divorce him? I think he is handsome—” he said and immediately opened the car door.

He stepped out of the car and didn’t allow his mother to say anything.

Bella, “….”

She could only laugh inwardly hearing Dax’s words.

Taking a deep breath, Bella immediately followed her son out of the car.

However, she was stunned by what she saw. She witnessed Tristan and Dax speaking formally.

They didn’t look like father and son who had just met for the first time. Instead, they seemed more like business partners meeting for the first time to negotiate a deal.

She stood behind Dax, suppressing her laughter.

…

“Hallo Dax… I’m so happy to meet you finally,” Tristan smiled warmly at him. He wanted to pull him into his embrace, but he held himself back, not wanting to scare him.

Tristan continued to greet him, “I’m Tristan Sinclair, your father. You can call me Dad, Daddy, Dada, Father, or whatever suits you.”

With a flat expression, Dax greeted him back. “Hello,” reaching out his hand for a handshake. It confused Tristan, but he didn’t make him wait as he accepted his tiny, chubby hand for a handshake.

“I’m Daxton Donovan. It’s nice to meet you, too… Dad!” He said softly.

Tristan silently felt like a sharp dagger stabbed his heart when he heard Dax’s last name. He used Donovan’s name, not his own. But when he heard Dax’s last word, instantly, his upset faded.

‘He, call me… DAD!!’ He rejoices in his heart.

“Alright, let’s continue talking inside…” Tristan paused, thinking of something. When he glanced at Bella, who looked relaxed behind Dax, he returned his gaze to Dax. “Can I carry you?”

Tristan finally expressed what he wanted: to carry and hug his son.

But it looked like his wish would not happen anytime soon because Dax immediately refused.

“I’m sorry, I’m not a child. I can walk…” Dax answered politely, but it sounded like a firm rejection in Tristan’s ears. Even though he felt sad, he could only smile at the rejection.

Bella, who was standing behind Dax, couldn’t help but speak. “Baby, you are still a child, alright!”

Dax frowned as he looked at Bella. “Mommy, I’m not a child anymore. I’m a big boy now. I can walk by myself. No need to be carried around…” He protested with a stern expression.

“—But you’re still a child in my eyes, baby,” Bella ruffles his hair gently. She never resists looking at how cute he is when he is annoyed.

Dax pouted. His eyebrows furrowed. He opened his mouth a few times to answer her, but no words escaped his lips.

Bella leaned closer to him and kissed him on his cheek. “I know… I only want to help you relax. I can see you’re nervous now,” she whispers.

Dax remained silent for a moment before responding, “I’m not nervous, Mom,” he said, but his hand slightly raised, holding Bella’s hand.

Geoffrey stood beside Tristan, leaned closer, and whispered, “Master, have you noticed the resemblance between you and Young Master Dax? When you were his age, you looked just like him. Your faces, how you talk, and even your thoughts are so similar.”

Hearing Geoffrey’s words was enough to make Tristan’s mood arise. He feels proud because his child is very similar to him.

“Really?” Tristan asks, even though he knows the answer. He sees himself in Dax.

“Yes. You should watch your childhood videos, and you’ll understand what I’m saying.” Geoffrey answer.

A wide smile now graced Tristan’s handsome face. He chimed in to join Bella and Dax’s conversation.

“Bella, my son is indeed not a child.” When Dax looks at him with a half smile, he continues, “Little man, how about holding hands?”

Tristan offers his hand to Dax. He felt so happy when he saw his little hand raise and hold his hand.

“Hmm,” Dax said.

“Let’s go inside…” Tristan glanced at Bella as he gestured for her to follow them.

Bella followed behind, watching Tristan and Dax holding hands in front of her. Happiness filled her heart, and soon tears blurred her vision.

These were not tears of sadness but joy, overwhelmed that Dax could finally meet his father after so much drama in their life.

She didn’t want them to know she was crying. She turns her gaze away to hold back her tears.