Be continued, "Mom, our house is in a private area with stunning scenery and right next to Grandpa’s house."

"Oh, you stay side by side with your Grandpa?" Natalie was surprised to hear that.

"Yes. That’s why Grandpa decided to move to the capital: he wants to y with Dax every day. And the funny thing is that Grandpa Lewis has lived with us since we moved into that house. So, you won’t feel lonely living with us, Mom."

Natalie nodded, smiling happily. She couldn’t wait to meet Tristan, her grandson, and her father-inw, even though she felt embarrassed now because she had decided to divorce Lucas.

Her encounter with Isaac Donovanst time in the hospital was awful. Natalie wanted to apologize to the old man because she could no longer live with his son, Lucas.

***

Not long after, the ne finallynded at a private airport.

Be’s smile widened as she stepped off the ne and spotted her husband waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs. He looked as handsome as ever, causing her heart to tremble. She missed him so much.

Just as Be wanted to speed up her steps to meet him, her mother caught her hand.

"Be, wait."

She halted and nced at her mother. "Yes, Mom?"

"Heavens! That’s Tristan Sinir?" Natalie whispered in a trembling voice. It was hard for her to believe this young man was looking at her daughter with such a loving gaze. "He came to pick you up?" she continued.

Be smiled at her mother before saying, "Hmm, he is. Let’s hurry, Mom. He needs to greet you properly—" She walked ahead down the ne stairs to warn Tristan.

Instantly, Natalie’s heart tightened when she heard that the man was Tristan. Even though this man was once her son-inw, they never chatted like family.

Natalie always heard from Noora, who often updated her about Be’s condition while they lived with the Sinir family. Noora mentioned that Tristan was rarely seen at home and was always too busy to talk to anyone.

However, he is now willing to pick them up at the airport. Natalie is impressed by his change in attitude.

Be quickened her pace and threw herself into Tristan’s embrace. His warmth and familiar fragrance were enough to make a strange feeling emerge in her heart, a sense of solid longing even though they had only been apart for a night.

"I miss you, Tristan Sinir!" Be tightens her hand over his waist.

"I miss you more than you know, Be, my wife. Sincest night, I wanted to speed up time so you would appear before me faster."

Tristan’s hoarse voice made Be smile.

"My wife, Be, I don’t want to let you go like this again. In the future, Dax and I will follow you wherever you go—the same with me. If I go somewhere, you and Dax have to follow me," Tristan said.

Having just separated from her the previous night, he was consumed with worry about losing her forever. It seemed silly, but that’s how he felt. He had a terrible night’s sleep.

"Hmm, that sounds good, Hubby!" Be smiled widely. She felt like they were in their honeymoon phase; they couldn’t be apart even for a few hours. However, her smile faded when she remembered her son, Dax.

She immediately released her hug and looked at him curiously. "Tristan, you didn’t bring Dax?"

Tristan chuckled, seeing her annoyance. "I wanted to bring him. But Grandpa said Dax shouldn’te because I needed to greet your mother first. He was worried Dax would be curious about what happened with you and your parents—"

Be nodded, understanding what her Grandpa said. Just as she was about to say something, Tristan had already left her side and walked toward her mother. She could only chuckle as she watched them awkwardly talk.

"Mother, it’s an honor to see you again," Tristan smiled politely as he extended his hand for a handshake. When Natalie epted his hand, he continued, "I deeply apologize for what I’ve done to your daughter in the past, mam—"

Natalie and Be gasped at his words.

Before Natalie could respond, Tristan continued, "Mother, I promise you, I will never make any mistakes again. If you see me hurt your daughter, you can scold me or beat me."

"Oh, my son-inw," Natalie wanted to cry. She was so happy to hear how sweet and sincere her son-inw was. "It’s not necessary to say those words. That’s all in the past," she said.

Natalie tapped Tristan’s hand gently before continuing, "Thank you, Tristan. I appreciate your promise. And thank you for loving my daughter."

"No, Mother. I’m the one who feels so lucky. Be loves me, and it is a blessing for me to be her husband."

Be almost choked hearing his words.

’Gosh! Mr. Sinir, how dare you use your honey traps on my mother? How shameless.’

Be shook her head and let them chat. Her gaze fell on Sam, who had just gotten off the ne and looked anxious as if he had something he wanted to tell her. She immediately approached Sam and pulled him away from Tristan and her mother.

"Sam, what’s wrong? Why do you look restless?"

"Boss, I just received news from the office that someone left a package for me. When checked, it was a document containing evidence to send Laura Kiels to prison."

Instantly, Be’s eyes widened. She was utterly happy to hear that there was evidence to convict that bitch, Laura Kiels.

"Someone? Who helped us? Did you know the sender?" Be asked, curious about the good person who sent the evidence to help them.

"There’s no name. And no one saw the person when he ced the envelope on the receptionist’s desk. I already asked someone to check the CCTV footage but have not yet received any info."

"Sam, you can return to the office now. You must give that evidence to ourwyer to process it with the police. I don’t want that bitch Laura Kiels to escape from her crime—"