Chapte 95

Since then, Tristan and Aurora have constantly been smiling. This morning, the two of them seemed to be enjoying the breakfast menu and chatting with the Quartararo extended family who had gathered in Paris.

To welcome the arrival of Anna Maria's grandson, families who live far away even came. Everyone gathered as if they didn't want to miss a single intimate moment that had been rare these days.

"How was your sleep last night, Tristan? I hope you are comfortable and comfortable here. Just like it was when you were still living with us."

Tristan, who was spooning Mille-feuille cake into his mouth, was smiling. The undercut-haired man rubbed his lips greasy with butter as soon as he finished chewing. After making sure it was clean, he looked back at his grandmother to respond to the questions.

"There's no reason for me not to feel at home here, Grandma. I've always thought of this mansion as a second heaven after the house I lived in in London."

Tristan wasn't bragging or making s