"See you soon. I can’t wait to meet you too..." Be smiled, looking at her cell phone, but her smile faded when she heard a voice from the door.

"Mommy…"

Be turned around and looked at the door. She saw Dax walking up to her, with Tristan following behind.

’Did they hear me speaking with Stefan?’ Be wondered while smiling at them. She immediately stood up from her seat and approached her son. However, when she saw Dax’s cheeks turn red like boiling crabs, she was amused; he looked adorable.

"Did you have fun out there?" When Be saw Dax nod, she continued to ask, "How much ice cream did you eat?" She stifled augh when she saw the chocte ice cream stain on his white shirt.

"Two," Dax answered while making a V sign.

"Baby, do you remember your diet n, right? Today, you won’t be able to eat ice cream anymore..." Be said softly, rubbing her cheek.

Be was concerned about Dax’s weight. He had been gaining weighttely and had passed the ideal weight for his age. Before they flew to Nova City, she consulted with a doctor. The pediatrician suggested that Dax should start adjusting his diet so he doesn’t get out of control and be overweight.

Suddenly, Dax’s eyes blinked when he heard his mother’s words. He couldn’t believe what he heard. His shoulders slumped before he asked. "Mom, I haven’t eaten my cake yet. Can I have my caketer!? Please..."

Be ruffled his hair as she answered, "Of course you can, dear..."

She no longer asked Dax but turned her gaze towards Tristan. She saw him standing near the door with his gaze fixed on her.

"We have to go back now, right?" It was already past two in the afternoon. They had to fly to the capital at five PM, and there was not really enough time to do anything else.

"Hmm, yeah. I think that’s for the best. Plus, you and Dax need to rest before we go to the airport," Tristan answered. His eyes nced at the table.

When Tristan saw her clean te, he felt relieved that Be had finished her lunch. He worried that she had been busy talking on the phone and had forgotten to eat.

"Alright, let’s return to the beach house now."

After Be grabbed her bag, they immediately left the restaurant.

****

Capital.

They arrived at Little Heaven at eight o’clock.

Be already knew they would start moving into Tristan’s house today. However, her heart was tense when their car headed to Tristan’s house, not her grandfather’s. She didn’t know why, but a nameless feeling emerged from her heart, making her worry.

She didn’t leave the car immediately, even after her son and Noora happily entered the house. They both looked excited.

Sighing silently, Be turned her eyes to Tristan outside the car. He was talking with Geoffrey as if he were instructing him on something.

Later,

After Be took her bag and exited the car, she turned her gaze towards her grandfather’s house while clenching her fists.

However, Be’s worries gradually faded when she saw Tristan walking towards her. She smiled at him when he ced a hand on her shoulder.

"Let’s go inside..."

She answered him with a "Hmm..."

"My dear wife, this is the first time you have entered our new home since you decided to return to me," Tristan’s brilliant blue eyes beamed at her.

She frowned while nodding. "Yes. So?"

Tristan’s smile grew wider before he continued, "Do you want me to carry you in princess style? I often see that scene in romantic movies..." He asked with his thoughtful and deadpan expression, almost causing Be to choke.

Be, "...."

Gosh! When does this busiest man in the country have so much free time to watch movies? A romance movie? Seriously!?

Be didn’t say anything as she continued to walk beside him, holding his hand. However, before she went through the main door, she stopped.

Tristan was stunned. He quickly turned to her, worried she was reluctant to enter their house. He put his hand on her arm and made her face him.

"What is it, Dear? Why do you look reluctant to get in?" Tristan asked, ncing at the vehicle they had used. "Is there anything left in the car? Let me get it for you..."

"Tristan, I didn’t leave anything behind," Be took a deep breath, looking into his eyes for a few seconds before saying, "I think we should say hello to Grandpa before I officially move here. He was our elder, and I lived in his house for months… It would be rude not to do that, right?"

He raised his eyebrows, hearing her words. "Seriously, you didn’t know that?"

"Know about what?" Be asked, confused.

"Grandpa Isaac and Nick are going back to East City. They flew there early this morning and won’t be back for a few days…" he exined.

Be was utterly surprised. She didn’t expect her grandfather to go back to the East. She knew her grandfather’s agenda. He had no ns this year to return East.

Countless questions popped into her mind: Why did Grandpa suddenly return to the East City? Was there a problem that made him leave without saying anything to her?

"I don’t know about it," Be answered worriedly. "How did you know about that!? Why did he suddenly return to the East?"

Tristan smiled while taking her hand and squeezing it gently.

"This morning, I called Grandpa Isaac to ask permission for you and Dax to move into this house. But he said he was already in East City..." Tristan recounted everything he talked with Isaac to her. "But when I asked why he suddenly flew back to the East, Grandpa said nothing."

Be turned to look towards her grandfather’s house while thinking.

She was starting to worry that her grandfather had fled to the East, which was rted to what Henry had told her a few days ago.

’Grandpa, they forced you toe back because of my arranged marriage with that old man?’