LOGINTristan's POVAnastasia, when will you stop scorning me?My eyes filled with pain after Anastasia slammed the door in my face, but I couldn't even blame her because I deserved this treatment from her.The injustice she suffered in our marriage for years was something I could never make up for, but I wouldn't spend the rest of my life trying to make up for it as long as I could keep our marriage going.I feared that if I granted her that divorce, I might actually lose Anastasia forever, and I didn't want that. That was why I tricked her into coming on this trip with me. I figured that spending time together would rekindle her feelings for me. It seemed like it was my good fortune that she ran into me at the airport.But I noticed she was there for someone. I could tell when she was lying.“CEO,” the resort manager called, and I smiled when I saw him.“What is it?”“About the dinner, do you have any further instructions?” he asked.I hadn't planned to have dinner with Anastasia at the r
Anastasia's POVMy forehead broke out in beads of sweat.Fate?What kind of fate was this?Today couldn't possibly get any more traumatic, could it?How had picking up my son at the airport turned into an unexpected rendezvous with Tristan? I had come here with one simple plan: to welcome Alistair home, spend some time with him, and make up for all the moments we had missed while he was away.Instead, I was now standing in front of the one person who could ruin everything for me, and he was determined to drag me along on a business trip I had never agreed to take.If only I had known this would happen, I would have sent someone else to pick up Alistair.“About that... Can you not come and fetch me later?” I asked, glancing towards the entrance because I was eager to go and see my son. I needed to make sure Alistair was alright and explain why I hadn't come to embrace him the moment he arrived.But I couldn't just walk away from Tristan without giving him a convincing reason. I had alr
Anastasia's POVMy face burned with fear as Alistair and his nanny got closer, and I panicked, knowing that nothing could be reversed if Tristan found out about Alistair. It was already hard enough to get rid of him, and if he discovered the truth, he wouldn't let me off so easily.What would I do now?How was I supposed to get out of this mess without raising his suspicions? I had spent so much time keeping Alistair away from Tristan, and I couldn't afford to let all my efforts go to waste because of an unexpected encounter at the airport.“You're holding me like this... Does this mean you also feel the same way about me?” Tristan whispered, hugging me tightly, but I was too busy trying to gesture to Alistair's nanny to take the hint and stop bringing Alistair any closer to me.Why wasn't she understanding what I was trying to tell her?Couldn't she see that I was practically begging her with my eyes to take my son away before it was too late?“Mummy!” Alistair called again, waving a
"Lost it? Because I emcraced my wife?" he winked. What was wrong with this man? Why did he keep touching me as though he had every right to do so?Tristan, however, seemed completely unbothered by my reaction. Instead of apologizing for invading my personal space, he slowly looked me up and down, and I couldn't help noticing the deep desire in his eyes.For a moment, I felt uncomfortable beneath his gaze, but I quickly waved the feeling aside.He was just a two-faced, cheating bastard, I reminded myself, remembering what had happened the last time we met in his office.I had seen enough to know better than to let myself be fooled by his looks or whatever feelings he might still claim to have for me. Whatever existed between us belonged in the past, and I had no intention of allowing him to drag me back into it.“What are you doing here?” Tristan asked after a while, his gaze still fixed on me.I looked away, already irritated by his mere presence. I had hoped that my reaction would b
Anastasia's POVI looked at the man in front of me in sheer confusion, wondering why every one of his actions towards me depicted a familiarity that always unsettled me. I didn't even know this man from anywhere, so why did he think he had the right to question me about anything?I knew it wouldn't look good on me if we kept getting entangled like this, so it was better to iron things out once and for all. And with Natalie standing nearby, I didn't need to worry about him slamming my head against the wall.“I... Why should I tell you that, Mr. Hale? And what business do we have together for you to be waiting outside my house like this?” I asked, my voice a bit shaky despite my attempt to sound composed, but the man only burst into laughter.“Business? We could have been business partners, but I heard someone say you're signing with Brooke Group instead. That hurts me,” he mumbled, shaking his head as though I had personally betrayed him.“You don't have to take that to heart. It's not
Anastasia's POVBut knowing how much Tristan worshipped Serena, he would definitely have done something like that if she had asked him to. That thought only made me wonder why he hadn't divorced me yet if he was willing to go through all those troubles for her. What exactly was he waiting for? Was he keeping me tied to him for his own selfish reasons?I finally reached the car where Natalie had parked and yanked the door open, cursing Tristan under my breath as I got inside.“What's it? Did you get the contract signed?” Natalie asked, but I was far too angry to reply. I couldn't even bring myself to look at her, let alone explain what had just happened.I didn't even know who I was angry at anymore. Or could I be angry at myself for allowing his actions to affect me this much? I already knew Tristan was a lost cause, yet I was still here, letting everything he did get under my skin.“I'll never have anything to do with Tristan Brooke moving forward,” I breathed out as I entered the ca







