After speaking with Sam, Bella hurried to the second floor to check on Tristan. She was surprised to find him no longer in bed but in the bathroom.
Approaching the bathroom slowly, she could hear running water inside. A smile crossed her lips as she let him finish before asking about what happened the night before.
Bella tidied the bed before sitting on the couch, waiting for him. What he discussed with Sam lingered, fueling his curiosity for the truth that could ease his worries.
While waiting for Tristan to finish, Bella opened the browser on her cellphone to search for news about Dark Skull or Dark Rose, but none of the news reported what happened last night.
She could only smile, realizing that if the news were kept secret, the public wouldn’t even know about the termination of the Dark Rose Nightclub’s operations. Or perhaps they knew, but none of them could upload it on their social media because someone deleted it right away?
Bella wondered if she should ask Stefan to dig out more detailed information about what had happened last night, just in case Tristan did not tell her.
Not long after, the bathroom door finally opened. Bella saw Tristan only wearing a large towel wrapped around his hips. He also used a small towel to dry his hair.
Just seeing him shirtless made her heart race slightly. She shook her head faintly to distract her mind while suppressing the urge to run after him and throw herself into his embrace.
’Gosh! Why does this man never fail to make me flutter? Even though I see him like this every day?’ She wondered while trying to keep her unhappy expression.
"Good morning, dear," Tristan smiled widely to see Bella on the sofa. He feels amused to see how her eyes scan his body from head to toe. "Do you want us to make love—"
Bella hurriedly interrupted him. "Tristan Sinclair, get dressed and come here," she said casually while turning her gaze away from him. "There’s something we need to talk about. And please stop talking about your sultry thoughts!"
Tristan noticed that Bella’s usual smile had faded, and she seemed in a bad mood.
"What’s wrong, darling?" Tristan asked, ignoring her request and approaching her.
"Could you please put some clothes on first?" Bella said helplessly, looking slightly angry as she narrowed her eyes at him. "Tristan—" she was speechless when he sat beside her and took her hand.
"Are you feeling unwell?" He asked worriedly as he placed his hand on her forehead. "Please tell me what’s bothering you, darling."
"I’m okay, but you are not. Because you’re not honest with me about what happened last night. Now, put something on. Or I’ll be really mad at you!" Bella raised her eyebrow slightly.
Tristan was stunned. How did she know? He wanted to ask her, but seeing her furious gaze, he said nothing and hurried to the walk-in closet to get dressed.

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