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
Tristan just finished all his work. It was his last day at Foxtail before leaving for Paris for quite a while. Rising from his seat, Tristan chose to leave the room. Stepping leisurely, he brought his feet to the place where Aurora was. "Are you done?" Tristan asked after opening the door to Aurora's workspace. "Yes. All my work is done for today. What's wrong?" "So come with me to choose a dress?" Aurora nodded. Grabbing her sling bag in the closet, the woman got up and walked over to Tristan. "Of course I have to come. I want to choose for myself what dress I should wear for the sacred event later." Tristan smiled. He took his hand and rubbed the top of Aurora's head affectionately. "Choose the best dress you like." Aurora then clasped Tristan's hand. Pull the man immediately to go to the car. As soon as he entered, her expression suddenly changed to disgust because she found Mario already sitting in the seat next to the driver. "What did you take Mario for?" Aurora asked T
Mario immediately broke the hot kiss between himself and Aurora. He was so surprised when he suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside the toilet. The two of them looked at each other. Of course, they are confused about what to do because their current position is awry. "You're looking for death, Mario! If Tristan sees the two of us like this, I'm sure he'll kill you." Aurora spoke in a whisper. He was certainly no less confused about how to escape from the toilet without raising many questions from people. "Calm down, Aurora. Let me think. I'm sure it wasn't Mr. Tristan knocking on his door," Mario replied. His face looked panicked. While continuing to think, the man then raised his hand. Intends to help tidy up the blazer and Aurora's hair which looks dishevelled. "Don't hold it!" said Aurora. "Who allowed you to touch me." "Don't make noise, Aurora," Mario whispered again. Then soon, the sound of knocking was heard again, this time even more and louder. "How is this Ma
As planned last night, today Mikayla and Sophia intend to visit Alfonso, who is still in prison. Before leaving, the two beautiful women seemed busy in the kitchen. Prepare the ingredients, then process them into a favourite menu for Alfonso to take and eat when they go to prison later. "Mom, isn't this too much for us to carry?" Sophia once again confirmed. In total, there are indeed four kinds of menus that his mother prepared for his father. According to Sophia, there's no way this will all run out on her own. At the very least, it should be eaten together with others. "No, Sophia. I think this is fine. One box can be eaten by your Papa tonight. We will eat the other one together. Think of it as a special lunch like what we usually do." Sophia smiled sadly. Take a step forward, then suddenly hug Mikayla's body. Feels proud because, until this moment, his mother is still faithful to accompanying and even praying for his father. Even though she was disappointed by the evil action
"Pa, Ma, let me go first. Don't be sad if I won't be here for a long time. But, no matter what, my prayers will never be broken for you two." Before actually leaving for the airport, Tristan chose to invite Aurora to visit his parents' graves first. Deliberately want to say goodbye, all ask for prayers for what he will do after this. "Uncle Andrew and Aunty Gracia don't need to worry. I will help take good care of Tristan. Just trust me," said Aurora, sitting right next to Tristan. "Let's go first," continued Tristan. "I'm sure I'll miss you both." After the sentence was thrown out, Tristan rubbed the two grey tombstones. Satisfied, then got up, ready to leave. The two of them got into the car and headed for the airport. When they arrived, they were immediately greeted by Mario, who had been on standby from the start waiting for his boss to arrive. "Good morning, Mr Tristan." "Morning, Mario. Have you taken care of all of my and Aurora's departure documents?" The man wearing a n