Exactly one day after Sophia's confusion, she celebrated her birthday as planned. Located at the residence of the Adelaide extended family, a garden party was designed to be so private but still seemed luxurious and festive. Since morning Sophia seemed so busy preparing everything. As soon as night fell, she entertained all guests to enjoy the ongoing party. Tristan himself has not seen the bridge of his nose at all. After all, Sophia didn't care if the man didn't show up for the event she had organized tonight. "Sophia... congratulations on your birthday." Edward, who then came with his two friends, immediately greeted. The well-built man, without even being awkward, immediately threw a warm hug to Sophia. "Thanks, Edward," he said after breaking the hug. Seconds later, Sophia's gaze shifted to another figure standing next to her. "Thank you also to Jacob, Tita, Nicholas and Claire for the time you have taken to attend this party. I am really honored to receive your arrival," she s
Tristan was stunned for a long time. His eyes stared fixedly at the sheet of photos he was holding. Immediately, his body stiffened. Not to mention the feelings of anger, irritation, hatred, and feeling betrayed, suddenly burst out as if mixed to fill his chest cavity. For a moment, Tristan seemed unable to speak. His heart hurts too much to accept the reality he just got. Trying hard to dismiss it, but too much evidence seems ready to break all his arguments. "How?" Right across from him, there was Alfonso, who had been watching in silence. His eyes kept watching Tristan's movements carefully. Trying to read what other actions the young man would take after that. "This must be a ruse." After a long period of silence, Tristan finally spoke again. Lifting his face, the man gave a bland smile to his interlocutor. "I'm sure this must be part of the game, Papa," he later accused, unsure of what he had seen earlier. Alfonso immediately smiled. Leaning his shoulders back on the chair
Sophia looked confused and surprised when Tristan unexpectedly kissed her instead. Moreover, without the slightest awkwardness, the man moved his lips over Sophia's. Softly mashed, tasting the various flavors that were there. The hatred that Tristan usually displayed was not the least bit visible tonight. Maybe because of the influence of too much alcohol, the man behaved differently than usual. "Tristan, what are you doing?" "Of course kissing you. Why take so long to answer a question like that?" Tristan complained after breaking the kiss. The man's finger seemed to gently caress Sophia's lips which were wet from his kiss. "Is my question too difficult for you, hmm?" Sophia fell silent again. At that moment, his brain suddenly went blank. She had already stringed words together to answer her husband's question. "Tristan, you're drunk. We'd better end this pointless chatter." "I'm not drunk, Sophia," the man insisted with a chuckle. "If you weren't drunk, how could you be actin
Sir Joseph Eugene Thomson is a 60-year-old criminologist and forensic expert who is also a detective. The flight time is already very high. In Great Britain, the royals have even used their services countless times to uncover some complex cases to solve. Seeing his unquestionable behavior and workings, Tristan even ordered Mario to make an appointment with the middle-aged man. He had determined that Sir Joseph should handle everything related to the case of his father's death until everything was revealed. "Thank you very much, Sir Joseph. Sorry for bothering you to the point where you have to visit the Foxtail building in person," said Tristan as he invited his guest to sit down. "No problem." Joseph flashed a faint smile after taking a comfortable seat. He grabbed a cigar from his jacket pocket, burned it, took a slow sip, and invited Tristan to talk again. "For the size of a fantastically paid Client, I wouldn't bother visiting you in person." Laughter fell from Tristan's lips
A few minutes after Tristan left his room, Raphael cursed loudly and threw whatever was on his desk. Annoyance soared through him when Tristan didn't give him the slightest pause, let alone a chance to speak. Raphael had predicted that this event would happen. However, he didn't expect that Tristan would know so quickly. Everything was entirely beyond Raphael's expectations. Picking up the collection of photos of himself and Gracia on the table, Raphael felt hurt. The sadness he had tried to bury deep seemed to come back to the surface, forcing him to remember again. As he rubbed one of the photos, the memory fragments he had been holding tightly to himself evaporated to the surface. Continuing to stare at Gracia's image, Raphael muttered to himself. "Gracia... why did you have to leave me first? Do you know, I'm lonely without you?" For a moment, Raphael seemed to be repeatedly sighing and trying to normalize his emotions so that the chest pain that often attacks him doesn't rec
Sophia stepped into the intensive care room with mixed feelings in her heart. The tiredness she felt because she had not slept for almost two nights was not in the slightest compared to the anxiety that continued to hit. In a moment, Sophia braced herself. For a moment, she was afraid that Tristan would suddenly leave her. Having experienced a decline in her condition, Sophia cried in fear seeing how the team of doctors gave follow-up actions. Moreover, when Tristan's heart rate weakened, Sophia could see through the glass that the medical team was panicking in dealing with the man. "For God's sake, do something." While sobbing, Sophia's eyes didn't move from the scene in the room. The medical team seemed to work hand in hand, trying to help Tristan get out of the critical condition the man was experiencing. "Relax, Sophia. Tristan will be fine," Edward comforted. He was no less panicked and worried about seeing what was happening in front of his eyes. While crying, Sophia turned
"Edward ..." "Yes, I'm here. How are you? If you call my name, that means you don't have amnesia, right?" Not Aurora, except Sophia, but Edward, who Tristan called when he was ultimately 100% awake from his relatively long sleep. After observing for 60 minutes, the medical team finally declared Tristan's condition was average and excellent. They have even allowed the family to visit and approach the man. As he entered the room and came to the position where Tristan was lying, the first person the man looked for was his best friend, Edward. Feeling disappointed, Sophia, standing in the back row, tried to understand. Maybe it was because Edward meant so much to Tristan that what he was looking for was his best friend, or perhaps it was because Sophia had no meaning at all. That was why Tristan didn't even think about looking for her. Don't be sad, Sophia. You can't be jealous of Edward, can you? "I'm fine, you idiot," Tristan said. "It's a loss if I get amnesia." Jacob and Nichola
After ten days of intensive treatment, today, finally, Tristan was allowed by the doctor to go home immediately. Before actually leaving the hospital, the man first underwent a brief observation. The team of doctors even re-examined every function of all vital organs in Tristan's body. After making sure everything was in good condition, he was invited to leave. "For now, Mr. Tristan should rest for one to three days at home. Don't do activities such as lifting heavy objects, walking up and down stairs, exercising too much energy, and lastly, don't get enough sleep. Don't forget always to take vitamins and healthy food." Aurora and Tristan nodded in unison after listening to what the doctor suggested. Agree not to do things that can worsen health conditions for a smooth healing process. Tristan himself treated Aurora with great care. Even though she could walk upright, she still didn't want to take the risk. He asked the medical staff to move Tristan into a wheelchair to be taken im