As the night grewte, Lewis bid farewell and headed home. Dax also told Bes he felt drowsy, and after a good night’s kiss, he went upstairs to sleep.

Be heads back to her bedroom to call Stefan and discuss the tasks she needs him toplete.

However, after she changes into her nightgown and is about to call Stefan, Tristan’s name shes on her cell phone screen before she can dial Stefan’s number. She checks the time before picking it up. It is 10:30 pm. Her hand stops to answer Tristan’s call.

Be decided not to pick up the phone because it was toote for her to pick it up, right?

She feels relieved when the ringtone stops, but a text from himter almost chokes her.

[Tristan] I could see your light still on, Be (Smile Emoji)

[Tristan] May Ie in? I hope we can talk in person for a bit.

Be sighed deeply as she looked out her window and saw him waving at her.

...

She rushed down after putting on her sneakers and was surprised that the first floor was already dark. Only a few yellowmps in the corner were still on.

No one was there, only her, as the workers who usually clean the house already finished their job, and by now, they all rested in their own room.

She felt strange. This was the first time she hade to this floor thiste, and she was worried that her grandfather would catch her meeting Tristan thiste.

’Gosh! Why do I feel like a teenager who will meet her boyfriend secretly?’ She feels amused.

Be continued walking towards the main door, trying not to make any sound. However, before she opened the door, her hand stopped as she realized she was only wearing her nightgown, forgetting to wear her coat.

She was reluctant to go out but toozy to change upstairs.

’He just wanted to talk for a moment, right?’ Be wondered as she opened the door. She was taken aback when she saw Tristan standing right before the door.

"Hi... Tristan," Be greeted him. When she saw his handsome face closely, her heart started to make weird sounds again.

Badam!

Badam!

Be distracts her mind while turning her gaze to the elsewhere, trying to calm her racing heart. But she could feel her cheeks warmer by the second.

"You may speak now, Tristan. And you had better hurry because I am sleepy," she said without seeing him and acting like she felt bothered by his presence.

Tristan smiles as he sees her blushing. He removes his ck coat and drapes it over her shoulders smoothly and calmly without a word or even a sound. He even breathes so calmly, as if he was doing meditation. Deep inside Tristan’s mind, that is precisely what he was doing, meditating to calm his overly exciting feeling.

When she finally returned her gaze to him, Tristan said, "Be, the sky is clear, and the night’s breeze felt invigorating. Let’s enjoy it with a small walk..." He began walking toward his garden without giving her a chance to refuse.

Be was left speechless as she watched him walk away. She wanted to refuse, but when she looked at his long coat, now almost buried in her body, and felt his familiar fresh mint fragrance, her mind and body defeated her vanity and prejudice.

She closed the door behind her and started walking, following Tristan. But she deliberately didn’t want to match his step, so she walked two steps behind him.

They walked in silence for several minutes. Arriving at his garden, Tristan turned onto the terrace near the swimming pool and sat on the rattan garden chair. Be followed him; she sat opposite him.

As Be looked around the garden, she was enchanted by its peaceful atmosphere and the charming colored lights on the roof. What made her even more stunned by this garden at night was the yellow lights on the ground created a romantic atmosphere.

"Oh, I think the temperature just dropped a few degrees since I’ming. Are you freezing? We can talk inside my house if you—"

"I’m fine. I’m just a bit cold, but nowhere near freezing. Thanks to your warm coat, also…the walks make it even less cold…" Be interjected. She feared her mind would betray her again and agreed to enter his house. At this time, entering his house might lead to something she would regretter.

"Are you sure?"

"Mhm. And now that we’re walking, you might want to start talking, Tristan...I can see there’s something you want to say to me…" she answered, trying to speak as calmly as possible.

Tristan smiled before apologizing, "I’m sorry if I seem to insist on taking you to walk as a way to talk to you, Be…I…I don’t see any way else."

Be, "...."

She gave him an annoyed look. She couldn’t believe this man had lured her outside to enjoy a night walk when what he really wanted was just to talk.

How sly!

Be opened her mouth a few times and wanted to scold him, but somehow, no words came out from her lips. She could only take a deep sigh and turn her gaze, looking at the lonely moon in the dark sky, ignoring him.

"You know what, Be?" Tristan’s soft voice broke the silence. "We always met in the evening almost daily for thest few days. And, suddenly, today, we couldn’t meet. Then, during my most important meeting today, I could feel something big inside me was missing when I couldn’t see you this evening. That’s why I rushed here, even though my important meeting guest asked me to stay.

I hope you can understand and not be angry with me..."

Hearing Tristan’s sincere and sad tone, Be felt slightly wavered.

She didn’t respond, but then something else crossed her mind—something that had bugged her during dinner. She needed to talk to him about two crucial things.