My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Father And Son Talk (3)
After a short while, Tristan said, “I need your help, son—”

“My help?” Dax was confused when he heard his father’s words.

“Yes, I want to pursue your mother back. I want us to be a family again. I really want us to live in the same house as other families,” Tristan’s eyes beamed when he uttered his deepest wish.

“Are you serious, Dad? You know I’m just a toddler, right?” Instantly, Dax’s face turned tense, and he worried at the same time that his father’s wishes would not happen.

Even though he wanted that to happen, to have an average family like other children, he couldn’t force his mother to accept his father back.

“Yes. But you are brilliant for your age, Dax. And this has been my wish even before I knew you were born. I already wanted to chase your mom back the moment she left me,” a hopeful smile tugged at the corners of Tristan’s lips, hoping his wish would come true.

Dax took a deep breath. He looked at his father with pitying eyes, causing Tristan, who saw him, to look confused; his smile slowly faded.

Tristan gently placed his hand on Dax’s shoulder, staring into Dax’s eyes with his gentle look.

He said, “Son, you don’t seem happy to hear that? You didn’t want us to live in the same house? As one family?” Tristan’s voice sounded gloomy. “I wanted to reunite with you and your mother. Three of us living under the same roof…”

Dax just shrugged and smiled before responding to his father. “Dad, of course, I want that. But it will be difficult for you to win Mom’s heart back. Hmm… I think Mom already has another man—” He felt sorry for his father.

He knew his mother now had a close relationship with Uncle Sean. They were not just friends but more than that. And a few times, Uncle Sean had told him they would soon become family. He would not reject anyone who approached his mother as long as they sincerely loved her.

‘Sean Spencer!’ Tristan could only vent his frustration in his heart when Sean Spencer’s face appeared in his mind. Right now, only he was the person close to Bella.

“You mean, your mom’s other man is Sean!?” Tristan asked calmly, even though he was jealous of Sean.

Dax’s eyes blinked a few times, too shocked to hear that his father actually knew Uncle Sean.

“D-Dad… You know Uncle Sean?” He asked.

“I’m not close to him. However, I know his parents well. Do you know who his family is?” Tristan was curious to know whether Dax had already met Sean’s family.

Dax slightly shook his head. He never knew Sean’s last name and forgot to ask. “No, I didn’t know…”

Tristan felt relieved when he heard Dax’s answer.

“Well, son… you don’t have to worry about Sean being my rival. He will never be successful in winning your mother,” Tristan said confidently.

He was sure that Sean’s parents would never accept her into their royal family. Sean didn’t stand a chance to marry Bella.

Dax narrowed his eyes at his father. He noticed his father was too confident in winning back his mother.

‘Does he not see Uncle Sean as a threat?’ Dax wondered.

“Dad, Uncle Sean is handsome. He’s also rich. And, he is a soldier—” He only wanted to warn his father not to be too confident.

Tristan couldn’t help but laugh, seeing how adorable his son was talking to him now. He could see how concerned Dax was for him. Once again, Tristan hugged Dax in his arms to feel his warmth.

“Thanks, my son… for worrying about your daddy. That means now you are on my side. You will stand by my side to win your mother’s heart, right!?” Tristan smiled warmly while tightening his hug.

Dax, in Tristan’s embrace, felt confused. ‘What does he mean? I never said that!’

Before Dax could correct his father, a knock on the door could be heard.

“Yes!?” Tristan asks while loosening his embrace on Dax. They both looked at the door.

“Master, it’s me—” Geoffrey’s voice could be heard from behind the door. “I just want to bring cake and milk for the young master.”

Tristan turned his gaze lovingly at Dax. “Do you want to eat your cake now? Or later after lunch?”

“Now, please…” Dax answered in a hurry. Chatting with his father was draining his energy. He needed to eat sweets and drink his milk.

“Alright,” Tristan smiled, noticing Dax’s eyes were no longer as calm and cold as he usually saw. Now, he noticed Dax’s eyes beaming as if there was a star in his eyes, just like Bella’s when she saw food and was eating.

Tristan looked at the door again. “You may enter!”

…

Geoffrey entered the room with a round tray in his hand; however, after just a few steps, he abruptly stopped. Shocked by what he saw, Young Master Dax was now sitting on Master Tristan’s lap.

He felt touched by what he witnessed; his Master could finally hold his son. Since yesterday, he could sense how worried his Master was about meeting his son. His Master was afraid his son would hate him. But seeing how close they were now, it relieved him.

“Why are you only standing there?” Tristan snapped.

A barely noticeable smile graced Geoffrey’s face before answering, “M-Master, I’m sorry. I just felt something sting my eyes, and I felt like my eyes were teary—” he walked toward the seating area.

Tristan gazed at Geoffrey. He said, “If you want to cry again, do it outside.”

“Yes, sir…” Geoffrey smiled awkwardly at Tristan before he looked at his adorable young Master. He still found it hard to believe this cute, intelligent little boy was his Master’s son.

“Young Master Dax, this is your favorite chocolate cake and warm milk,” Geoffrey said while placing them on the coffee table.

“Thank you, uncle—”

“Young Master, please just call me Geoffrey,” He corrected him right away, worried his Master would not be happy.

“Uncle, my mommy taught me… it’s impolite to call older people by their names. So, I will just call you Uncle Geoffrey.” Dax calmly said, and he slipped from his father’s lap to take his cake.