Tristan was immediately taken aback when he was busy talking. Suddenly Edward appeared behind him. Even more surprising, the man came with Sophia with him. Predictably, this was deliberately done by his best friend to inflame him, who will be divorced shortly. After more than a week of not seeing each other for the first time, Tristan saw his wife again. In his eyes, he believed that Sophia's condition was very good and could be much happier. "Nick..." Edward scolded. "You heard my question, didn't you? Can Sophia and I join you guys here?"Nicholas glanced at Tristan first. Seeing that the man next to him looked normal, only then did he respond to Edward's question. "Go ahead. There is no prohibition for you to join this table." Edward smiled happily. He pulled out a chair and then led Sophia to sit there immediately. Deliberately set the woman's position to face Tristan, who was now enjoying his drink. "You've been here long?" Edward asked Nicholas as a conversation starter. He
Aurora seems to be heard sobbing in her work chair. The woman's hands were wet. He used it to wipe away the tears pooling and running down his smooth cheeks. Mario, who entered Aurora's study because it happened not to be closed at that time, immediately felt bad for himself. Thinking of pretending not to see. He slowly tried to turn around, intending to come back out so as not to disturb the crying woman. However, when he managed to turn around and was ready to step out, he was taken by surprise. This time Aurora screamed hysterically and soon returned to tears with a louder voice. Worried that something might happen, Mario refused to go out. Bracing himself, he immediately approached the woman who was grieving. "Mrs Aurora, what exactly happened?" he asked carefully. Come to think of it, and he was even stupid to ask such a question. Aurora, in her chair, did not answer at all. Instead, the sound of her crying was getting louder and even deafening. "Tristan, you idiot!" she cur
"Why don't Papa and Mama just take me away from this world?" Tristan bowed limply with a sad face right in front of Andrew and Gracia's tomb, which was located side by side. After the trial, instead of returning to the office, Tristan chose to visit his parents' graves. He poured out and poured out all the sadness he was feeling at the same time. Whereas, before, Tristan had been so confident. Although he didn't accept it immediately, he believed that Sophia would give him a chance to prove his seriousness so they could get back together. However, everything turned out not to be as expected. The woman he loved so much didn't listen to him or let him give evidence once. "Why am I living if there is no meaning like this, Pa?" Tristan asked then. His hand reached out to stroke the grey gravestone. "Ah, almost forgot. I can still call papa 'papa', right?" he asked while giving a forced laugh.Tristan used to act like this just a few days after Gracia's return to the creator. If he cou
Tristan opened his eyes with a heavy head. Slowly but surely, trying once to straighten up, then leaned against the headboard of the mattress. When he managed to sit up, his gaze slowly dropped. Removing the blanket attached to his body, Tristan was surprised for a moment. He was confused when he found his upper body was in a plain state without wearing a shirt. At that moment, Tristan immediately massaged his temples which were throbbing in pain as he closed his eyes. Trying to remember what he did last night to not wear clothes like now. "I just want to die, Nick. What's the point of living if there's no point in this." "Sophia is adamant that she doesn't want to get back together with me." "If your plan fails, then what?" "I congratulate you, because you have succeeded in being a widower. Please try to find another woman to be a wife." "Bastard!" "Tristan, why do you have to be drunk like this? Actually, what is Sophia's strength so that in your eyes there is only her, huh?
Tristan opened his eyes with a heavy head. Slowly but surely, trying once to straighten up, then leaned against the headboard of the mattress. When he managed to sit up, his gaze slowly dropped. Removing the blanket attached to his body, Tristan was surprised for a moment. He was confused when he found his upper body was in a plain state without wearing a shirt. At that moment, Tristan immediately massaged his temples which were throbbing in pain as he closed his eyes. Trying to remember what he did last night to not wear clothes like now. "I just want to die, Nick. What's the point of living if there's no point in this." "Sophia is adamant that she doesn't want to get back together with me." "If your plan fails, then what?" "I congratulate you, because you have succeeded in being a widower. Please try to find another woman to be a wife." "Bastard!" "Tristan, why do you have to be drunk like this? Actually, what is Sophia's strength so that in your eyes there is only her, huh?
Since the drunken incident that happened to him a few days ago, for some reason, Tristan was a little sure that Aurora was deliberately avoiding him. If usually, after attending a meeting, they always do a joint evaluation. The woman just left yesterday. Even just greeting Tristan in moderation, as if he was very reluctant to linger together. What made Tristan even more strange was that Aurora wasn't interested in telling him what he had done wrong. This is not Aurora's character as she knows it. To ascertain what happened, he had to ask Samanta and Raphael if there were any strange or fatal events he might have missed. "As far as I know, that night after Mr. Nicholas came to take you home, as usual Mrs Aurora helped change your clothes, Sir," said Samanta. "Are you sure nothing strange happened to me back then?" Samanta immediately shook her head. "Nothing, Sir. As far as I know, a few moments after the Madame entered your room, Mr. Raphael also followed. I don't know what they
"Mr Tristan, are you sure about your decision to leave for Paris in the near future?" Mario, who was in Tristan's room then, looked very grumpy. Not without a real reason. This all happened after he heard the news that his boss would be going abroad for an indefinite period of return. It feels so empty to work without assistance as usual. If you think about it, it's a man's right when he decides where to go. However, what troubled Mario's heart was that Tristan didn't say when he would return to London. "Yes, Mario. My decision is unanimous and cannot be contested," the man replied as he continued to finish the pile of work on his desk. Deliberately speeding so that the existing deadline can be completed before he leaves. "But how long will you be there? How about Foxtail if you leave? Smart City tender? Or a One-stop Shopping tender? Are you going to leave all that behind?" the man complained. Tristan ended his activities for a moment. Lifting his face, the man gave a faint smil
Sophia seemed to be looking here and there for Tristan's whereabouts while in the courtroom. Today, according to schedule, is the third trial which contains the reading of the lawsuit and the opportunity to appeal if the defendant does not accept the lawsuit. However, until the time of the trial, he did not find the slightest figure of Tristan. There was only his lawyer there who seemed to represent him. There was a question in my heart, whether the man was deliberately absent because he had given up on all the existing processes. "How about Mrs Sophia? Are there any other lawsuits you would like to present or add?" asked the Judge after reading through all the charges Sophia had previously made? "Nothing," Sophia replied, shaking her head. "Okay. Then it's just a matter of reading the compensation given by the defendant to the plaintiff. For this matter, we can hear it directly from the appointed lawyer," said the Judge. Then let Tristan's lawyer read out what his client had orde