The beautiful and majestic wedding ceremony made the time fly for everyone attending.

    By the time the holy ceremony waspleted, it was already close to lunchtime. The wedding lunch was equally grand, unforgettable, and delicious.

    But Be chose not to stay longer at the reception hall with the other guests. Her breasts are already bulging and full of milk for the twins.

    Hurriedly, she headed upstairs with Tristan to their room to rest and pump breast milk before doing anything else, including returning home.

    "Hubby, should I stay here until night?" Be asked, feeling conflicted about leaving without him. "I can ask Mom and Noora to bring the kids; this hotel room is big enough for them to stay for a few hours while we wait for you."

    "It’s fine. You can go home without me," Tristan replied, taking off his suit and settling opposite her. "I feel sorry for the twins if they have toe here. Besides, Dax is still not as fit as usual," He knew he couldn’t risk Dax’s health.

    "Okay, I also feel tired wearing this beautiful but painfully ufortable stiletto. My poor feet refuse to give me strength to walk longer now." She faintly took a deep breath and regretted not hearing Tristan’s warning.

    Tristan’s expression became worried as she looked at her. "I already asked Bryan to bring your t shoes here."

    Be smiled as she raised her thumb topliment him: "You are the best husband, Mr. Sinir..." His sweet attention warmed her heart.

    "I’m far from that, my dear. I’m not the best husband yet, but I will try to match you sooner as the best husband..."

    Be couldn’t help butugh when she heard his words.

    "You need a decade, hubby..."

    "I know. That’s why I always try to please my wife and child." Tristan paused briefly before continuing, "Oh, right. I forgot to update you. Our honeymoon schedule has been decided."

    "Wow! When? Where?" Be asked excitedly, as she had been looking forward to this since Tristan had mentioned nning their honeymoon in this country.

    "Next month, when the weather is mild..." Tristan shared his ns with Be, which he had been preparing for weeks.

    Be’s excitement lit up her face, but it dimmed when she thought about their children. "Tristan, what about the kids? Can we bring them with us?"

    "I’m sorry, dear, but we can’t," Tristan replied softly. "Don’t worry; the ce is not too far. Besides, we’ll only be gone for two nights. The twins have enough stocked milk for two nights and three days, right?"

    Tristan understood that his wife rarely wanted to go out for that reason.

    "Hmm, I have enough stock for a month for them, so it should be fine—as long as I keep pumping and stocking for them," Be said.

    Just then, she finished pumping the milk and cleaning the pump kit.

    "That’s great! It won’t be a problem then," Tristan replied happily. He had been eagerly awaiting this day. He only wanted to spend the entire day with her in a secluded spot, enjoying nature.

    ...

    Not long after, Be was getting ready to return home when the doorbell echoed through the room. She and Tristan both looked at the door.

    "Bryan?" Be asked as she stood up, realizing she needed to go to the bathroom before leaving the hotel.

    "Maybe," Tristan replied, standing up and walking toward the door. He thought Bryan hade to bring Be’s t shoes, but it wasn’t him. He was surprised to see Sean standing there.

    "Sean, what are you doing here, man? Is the wedding event downstairs finished?" Tristan had thought they were still taking pictures with the guests and family.

    "Yeah, it’s done. Well, bro, we need to rest, too. The night will be long for the reception..." Sean said with a faint smile. "Can Ie in? I want to talk to Be."

    "Ah, sorry…" Tristan immediately let him into the room. "Where’s your wife?" he asked.

    Sean’s face flushed when he heard Tristan refer to Harper as his wife. He hurriedly responded, trying to sound casual.

    "Harper is changing her gown. She’ll be here soon to see Be before she goes home."

    "I see. Sean, you can take a seat. I’ll go get Be," Tristan said as he walked toward the bedroom. However, it swung open just before he reached the door, and Be emerged.

    "Hubby, who is—" Be’s sentence abruptly stopped when she saw Sean sitting in the living room. He wasn’t wearing his wedding tuxedo anymore; instead, he had changed into a white slim-fit shirt and khaki trousers. He looked so casual.

    "Sean? What are you doing here?" Be was at a loss for words upon seeing him in their room. Shouldn’t he be with his wife right now?

    She quickly walked to the seating area and sat across from Sean. "Bro! No way... Did you fight with your wife? Seriously, Sean Spencer?!"

    Tristan stifled augh as he settled beside Be. "Oh dear wife, please don’t jinx them."

    "Ah, my bad. Sorry, Sean..." A guilty smile appeared on Be’s face. "Where’s Harper? Please don’t say you kept her locked in the room and didn’t let her out from there to meet other people?"

    Sean chuckled at Be’s wild imagination.

    "For God’s sake, Bells... We aren’t fighting. Don’t worry; I will never be mad at her." Sean smiled. "I’ming to meet you before you go home. Harper will be here any minute; she’s changing her wedding gown."

    "Why are you guys in such a hurry?" Be frowned. "I mean, we can meet for lunch tomorrow, right?"

    "We’re leaving the country early tomorrow morning and probably won’t be back for two weeks—" Sean couldn’t finish his sentence; he felt too shy to discuss his honeymoon ns.

    Knowing Sean was shy, Be decided to change the subject.

    "Sean, congrattions again on your wedding. I’m really sorry that Dax can’t be your ring bearer." Be said, still feeling bad because her son had suddenly fallen ill the day before.

    "We can’t avoid it, Bells. Dax was sick..." Sean smiled. Last night, he had been worried about Dax. He decided to visit Be and Tristan’s house to see him, ensuring the little guy wouldn’t be disappointed about being unable to be the ring bearer.

    "I hope he gets well soon. Harper and I will visit him after we return," Sean continued.

    "Thanks..." Be replied.

    Not long after, Harper joined them.

    They chatted for a few more minutes before Be excused herself. She needed to go home, and the newlyweds also needed to rest before their big party tonight.