"It’s about Sean. He is back—"

Instantly, silence hung in the air. Neither of them said anything.

Be saw his hand hanging in the air before touching her hair. His expression slowly darkened, but it was only for a moment, a faint smile reappeared on his lips, and his frozen hand moved tond on her head, stroking her hair gently.

She took a deep sigh, relieved that Tristan didn’t overreact to the news of Sean’s return.

However, just as Be was about to continue speaking, Tristan spoke, "I will talk to Sean about us. You don’t need to meet him to exin anything..."

Be was surprised to hear that. She immediately shook her head and refused his idea. "No, hubby. Let me meet him first."

Tristan frowned. "Why do you insist on meeting him?"

"I told you before I made a promise to him..." Be exined her promise to Sean that she would give him a chance and wait for him. "I have to meet him myself to apologize to him."

Be knew she had broken her promise to Sean and understood her actions would hurt him. Therefore, she didn’t want to let him learn about her situation with Tristan from someone else, as she didn’t want to disappoint Sean further.

Be respected Sean deeply because he had brought another color to her life over thest five years. Although their rtionship had only been limited to close friends, Sean was the only man who openly and sincerely approached her at the time.

Tristan frowned, "My dear, but—"

Be’s index fingernded on Tristan’s lips, signaling him to stop speaking. "Tristan... Husband, please, you must allow me to do what I ask this time."

Even though Tristan was reluctant to let his wife meet Sean Spencer, seeing the sincerity in her eyes, he didn’t have the heart to refuse. He had no choice but to nod, agreeing to her request.

"Thank you, Hubby—" Her voice suddenly vanished as soon as Tristan’s lips touched hers.

The sudden kiss surprised Be, but she didn’t resist his deep and sweet kiss. Instead, her hands rose and wrapped around his neck. His dominant lips enveloped hers, coaxing her stiff tongue to intertwine with his in a seductive manner.

Her heart beat faster, and every nerve in her body tensed as he slid his hands up to her neck and kissed her deeper. A series of moans were heard every time he sucked on her tongue. However, as she attempted to delve deeper into his mouth, she felt his passionate kiss slowly stop, and his lips moved away from hers.

’Damn! Why did he stop?’ She vented her frustration inwardly while lowering her face, looking at his chest, trying to control her shallow breath.

The car’s atmosphere felt increasingly hot and quiet. Without either of them speaking, only breathing could be heard.

After a few moments, Be finally broke the silence. "W-Why did you stop kissing me?"

She felt annoyed because Tristan had been doing this a lottely, arousing her lust but stopping as soon as she wanted more. Gosh! How annoying.

"My pretty wife, did you forget we’re in the car park?" He casually said while touching her chin and making her look him in the eyes. "We will be in trouble if the Car Parks’s security caught us making out here..."

Be pouted.

She sat back in her seat while smoothing her hair, trying to hide her red cheeks.

When Be thought they would not discuss anything again other than going home, Tristan’s voice broke the silence.

"My darling wife, I allow you to meet Sean. But I will drive you to the ce where you meet him." Tristan said it casually, but when Be saw the look in his eyes, she could see that this was not a request but a condition she couldn’t refuse.

"Ok, no problem..." she said, smiling at him. For her, the most important thing was that she met Sean first and talked to rify everything. If Tristan was going to meet Sean after that, that was his business.

"Thank you, my darling wife..."

...

"Oh, right, hubby... I forgot to tell you. Tomorrow, I will meet someone..."

Be suddenly remembered her lunch meeting with Amanda Spencer. Even though Sean had returned to the country, she couldn’t cancel it—she had already made a promise to Amanda.

"You mean you will meet Sean tomorrow?" Tristan was worried about failing to apany her because he had already promised his father he would return to their house for lunch.

"Not him. Sean will not have time to meet me for a few days. But tomorrow, I will meet his aunt, Miss Amanda Spencer. You know her, right?"

Tristan was taken aback. He didn’t expect Be to have such a connection with Amanda Spencer.

"Yes, I know her. A few times, we’ve met at his brother’s parties and house."

Be silently gulped, hearing that Tristan always visited Sean’s house and met his parents.

Gosh! It would be humiliating if she dared to enter Spencer’s household.

"Why do you want to meet her? Is it about work?" Tristan asked.

She didn’t know how to start telling him about Sean, who sent her an exclusive ck card through Amanda Spencer. Since then, Amanda has be curious about her.

’Should I tell him?’ she thought while checking his mood.

"Is there something you can’t tell me?" Tristan asked, smiling, but Be could see that his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

Be didn’t want any misunderstanding between them, so she immediately exined that Sean had sent her a ck card to use.

Instantly, Tristan’s calm face turned dark. "What? Sean is so daring to give my wife his exclusive family credit card!? What the hell is he thinking?"

"Hubby," Be chuckled when she saw him angry. When Tristan looked at her, she continued, "Don’t me Sean because he thinks you already divorced me."

Tristan’s shoulders slumped. He said nothing but leaned against his seat, closing his eyes.

He couldn’t speak whenever he remembered that painful moment when he had ignorantly let her go five years ago.