Chapter 71

"Gosh, Tristan!"

Sophia screamed in surprise when she just got out of the bathroom. Still wearing a bathrobe and a towel covering her head, she threw an annoyed look at his husband, who was sitting relaxed on the sofa.

The man's shoulders seemed to rest comfortably while his hands were folded in front of his chest, like someone waiting for something.

"I'm not a ghost, Sophia. Why do you have to scream like that when you see me?" asked Tristan casually.

Still, in her standing position, Sophia snorted in disgust. Why didn't her husband understand what made her suddenly so upset?

"Why are you here?"

"This is my room too, princess. It shouldn't be a problem when my business is finished. I go straight to the room," the man replied carelessly.

Sophia sighed again. What they've been talking about is irrelevant.

"It's not like that. I mean, why are you home now? It's only five o'clock in the afternoon. Didn't you say on the phone that you were due at six?"

Tristan nodded. "Yes, becau