A few weeks before. That day was the schedule for Tristan and Sophia to go to Dubai together. After finishing breakfast with Raphael and Aurora, he immediately headed for the car. Mario and the driver were already there waiting for him. "Good morning, Mister. Before leaving for the airport, do we need to stop somewhere else first?" Mario asked when he found his boss already in and sitting comfortably in the passenger seat. "Since the flight is still quite long, it's best if you take me to Pentoville first, Mario. You should know who I want to meet this morning." "Your in-laws?" guess Mario. After all, who else, if not Alfonso, is currently in prison? "Yes," Tristan nodded. "Besides checking the progress of the case, there is something I need to discuss directly with my father-in-law." Mario nodded. Instead of asking again, the man immediately asked the driver to speed up their vehicle so they could immediately go to the Caledonian area. It took about 20 minutes, and Tristan's car
Sophia ran out of vocabulary to hear what her father had just said. Yesterday, she was surprised that Tristan was diligent in sending her gifts. This time she was driven almost mad by another fact. Tristan, whom he had repeatedly rejected, turned out to be reckless. The man deliberately went to prison to meet his father just because he wanted to ask for his blessing and permission to get back into a relationship with him. From here, she was made even more curious. Was there anything else he could do to win her heart back? "So, during the first meeting, Papa still didn't give Tristan his blessing?" Asked that, Alfonso immediately shook his head. "No, Sophia. How can Papa just believe it. It's hard to understand Papa how there is no wind and no rain, Tristan came and asked for his blessing." Sophia would have thought the same as her father. It's also strange that after being sworn enemies, he suddenly came and asked for his blessing as if nothing terrible had happened between them.
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
"Mom, what should I do with this?" It was already seven o'clock in the evening. After seeing Mario, Sophia decided to return home instead of working. The woman seemed busy all day looking for tickets directly from her cellphone or even asking for help from a friend who worked at one of the airlines. Hoping to be able to follow Tristan to Paris today as well. "You can't find the ticket you're looking for either?" asked Mikayla. She became dizzy after seeing how the princess, who had been busy looking for tickets, was stressed herself. "Today's and tomorrow's flights are full, Ma. There's only tomorrow left and it's scheduled to take off in the afternoon and evening. If I keep taking what I have when I arrive, Tristan is officially married to Aurora." Unexpectedly, instead of feeling pity, Mikayla even pinched the princess's arm with so much excitement. "It's your fault, Sophia. So, from the start, listen to Mama's advice. If you're still in love, there's no need to be stubborn and
"Madam, sorry if I called you so early." Around 8:30 am, Mario suddenly called Sophia. It was as if she suspected that her husband's assistant would give good news today. From early morning, the beautiful woman was dressed neatly and ready. "Yeah, how's Mario?" "I've got the ticket you asked for." These words immediately gave Sophia immense joy and relief in her heart. "So I can catch up to Paris today as well?" "That's right," said Mario. "I've reserved two tickets. One for you, one for Alexius." "Alexius?" Sophia repeated. "So you mean I went to Paris with Alexius?" "Yes, madam. I can't possibly let you go alone without an escort. Let Alexius do his job as usual. He'll be picking you up in no time." "Okay," Sophia replied with a smile. "It's okay to go with Alexius even once. But I need to know, what time is my flight to Paris scheduled for?" "Because I couldn't get a ticket for the first flight, so you can only leave around 12 noon. It's likely that you'll be in Paris arou
One day before. That afternoon, Mario looked anxious, waiting for a phone call from Raphael. If there are no obstacles, today is the schedule for both of them to go to Paris following Tristan and Aurora. However, Mario has been waiting for news since morning. However, he didn't receive a single call from Raphael. One of the leaders of Foxtail specifically did not come down to work today. So, there was no way he was so busy that he forgot to contact him. It also crossed Mario's mind. Did the father of Aurora forget, or maybe he left him on purpose? Damn! Mario reflexively cursed when the cell phone he kept in his coat pocket suddenly rang, jolting his consciousness. Once reached, Mario can read Tristan's name, which is displayed on the screen of the bright object. "Hello, Mr. Tristan." "Mario, are you ready?" asked the man on the other end. "I'm ready, Mister. Now, it's only a matter of waiting for Mr. Raphael's signal when we leave for the airport." "Mr. Raphael hasn't contacte
"Sophia, you just wait for me here for a moment. Don't go anywhere. I have to go around greeting the guests. After everything is done, I will come back to see you." Sophia kept her head down in shame while sitting in one of the guest chairs, waiting for Tristan. Sighing repeatedly, Sophia kept thinking about the reckless act she had done before. Significantly, Tristan even adds to the guests' excitement by kissing him in front of the crowd. Of course, the feeling of shame was doubled. While holding her hot cheeks, from a distance, Sophia could see her husband was busy greeting the guests, most of whom came from their own extended families. Turning to the left, Sophia's net immediately caught the presence of Mario, who was walking toward her. "Mrs. Sophia," the man greeted when he sat right next to his boss's wife. "Hmmm..." Sophia cleared her throat lazily. Don't be surprised why he behaves like this. Of course, he was still upset because Mario's big hand made him embarrassed toda
Sophia looked around with a very nervous feeling. After talking with Aurora, he led the woman to the room so that she could rest. At first, everything went smoothly as it should. After cleaning herself and changing into her nightgown, Tristan suddenly entered the room. Sophia was, of course, shocked. Even more astonishing, it turned out that the room she was currently in was the room her husband had stayed in for a while in Paris. And now, the man was leisurely taking a bath. She is presently sitting alone, leaving him with a feeling of uncertainty. "You're awake?" Tristan asked as soon as he came out of the bathroom. Wearing a towel only to the waist, the man's chest was automatically exposed to Sophia's eyes. He could see how his biceps were tight and muscular, indicating that the body owner took good care of him. "Soon," Sophia said a little awkwardly. "Sleep," Tristan replied. "I know, you must be very tired because you haven't rested a bit. Don't worry, when you sleep, I won't