"I’m sorry if I hurt you, my love. I was too selfish to think about myself because I’d been waiting for this opportunity for years. Alright, we’ll do it again when you feel better."
Tristan kissed her forehead gently and hugged her.
"It’s fine," Bella felt bad hearing his words. She suddenly remembered what Geoffrey had told her: that Tristan had no desire to look for another woman before she returned and that all the people around Tristan thought he might become a monk if he continued to stay away from women.
Tristan sighed, hearing her words. He still blames himself because he forgets about her weak state. How stupid.
When Bella saw Tristan’s expression turn gloomy, she hurriedly continued, trying to lift his mood.
"Hubby, even though I feel my leg sore and tired, I also enjoyed it," Bella said. She felt relieved when she saw his smile bloom.
Instantly, Tristan’s eyes beamed when he heard his wife enjoy their lovemaking. But his happiness seemed to betray his clear mind; his hand started to touch her stomach, slowly climbing up to her not-too-big breasts, fit to his palm.
"Tr-Tristan,ummhh…" Bella said, moaning as she felt his warm hand knead her breasts. Her body arched as his thumb played with her erect nipple. "W-What are you doing, Tristan!? I thought you said you feel sorry asking for more!?" she asked, trying to stop him.
"Wife, let’s do it again—"
Gosh!
’Mr. Sinclair, you are so shameless.’ She vents her frustration in her mind.
Before Bella could scold him, a soft knock suddenly came from the door. Stop Tristan from touching her.
They both looked at the door, curious.
Later, Bella shifted her gaze to Tristan.
"Is it Dax?" she whispered, her worried tone failing to hide her fear. They were still naked, with their clothes scattered on the floor. What would their son think if he saw them now?
"Who is it!?" Tristan asked calmly, but his tone was clear; he didn’t like being disturbed now.
"Master, it’s me, Geoffrey. I apologize if this call disturbed you most unpleasantly. But I need to inform you that lunch… is ready…and everyone…everyone is already waiting for you and the young madam to join—"
Geoffrey’s polite voice relieved Bella. Without waiting for Tristan to respond, she got out of bed, fully naked, and limped to the bathroom, ignoring the pain around her inside thighs.
"Okay, Geoffrey. Thank you for letting me know," Tristan responded while standing from the bed. He felt amused looking at his cute naked wife running like a little rabbit. "My wife and I will join later. Please ask them to start first," he said while walking to the bathroom.
Silence hung in the air as Geoffrey heard his master’s response. Countless questions danced in his mind.
’Why did he ask the others to eat first?’
’Why? Why does Master Tristan need more time when his mother-in-law is here?’
’Did they need more time to prepare?’
’Were they still doing something—’
Suddenly, Geoffrey’s face turned red when he realized a naughty thought. But then, a slight relief was also evident on his face.


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