All Chapters of She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Elena’s POVWife.The word rings in my ears like a chant.I don’t think I’ve ever heard him say that about me. Not like that. Not so confidently, so steadily. Even the man at the door seems to be flustered hearing the word.“I’m really sorry, sir,” he says, lowering his head like he’s bowing to Tristan. “I didn’t know. My sincerest apologies. May I express my apology with some vouchers for the hotel restaurant?”“We don’t need that,” Tristan says dismissively. “We’re getting our tags and leaving. Do you mind?”Tristan hands him the bracelet for scanning, and the man presses some buttons to produce two tags: one for Mr. Tristan Blake… and one for Mrs. Blake.He hands it off to us and bows once more, and Tristan just leads me through the entrance, keeping his hand on the small of my back until we the seats dedicated to us. One of the waiters immediately hurries with an extra chair for me, and we finally sit down.I stare at my tag and sigh. “Well, it’s good to come back to this no matte

Tristan’s POVI turn to Elena, the laughter on my face completely frozen.Maybe it’s my fault that she’s being called out. I shouldn’t have made jokes. That’s the weird thing about it—I didn’t use to make jokes with Elena, much less laugh about anything with her. But at the moment, it just felt so natural. Like it’s always been meant to be that way. But now this man who I recognized as the founder of this place is now staring at Elena in awe.“I know you,” he says again. “You’re—““A guest that needs to be quiet,” the woman says, smiling still. But her left eye is twitching. “What is your name?”Elena is speechless. Everyone is looking at her and I don’t like that. I don’t like the feeling that she’s being judged. “She’s my wife,” I answer indirectly. “We’re thoroughly enjoying your presentation. Is that now allowed?”Elena looks at me like she’s pleading. But to be honest, I don’t really understand what she’s signaling me to do so I just stand my ground.The woman’s eye twitches mo

Elena’s POVI check the time.It’s been about half an hour since Tristan left.To be honest, I wasn’t really sure about going to lunch with him. But he asked so nicely, even shyly, that I found it pretty hard to say no to him. It felt like saying no to the sweetest boy ever.It’s new. All of it. Tristan’s kindness. His sweetness. I only ever glimpsed this side of him when things were perfect back in our years of being married. And by perfect, I mean when I obeyed everything he told me to do without question, without any sign of protest. And that was rare.Now, it seems that I don’t even have to try too hard to make that side come out. In fact, it felt like we were… bonding. We were joking around—he was joking around. He was actively trying to make me laugh.It’s just so strange.Is it because he has completely moved on now? Is it because he’s ready to be a father to Mira’s children?But all the things he said about looking for me when I left….My heart constricts. From what emotion, I

Tristan’s POVMaybe it’s not a good idea to go back to the office after everything. But I have nowhere else to go.If I go home and see Mira there, I might just say something that’s best kept to myself. I might just do something I regret. I don’t want to add to my already towering list of regrets.I should be at work, where someone can still stop me from bad choices.I pull up in the parking lot, my chest still tight from everything that happened. Everything I know now. I can’t bring myself to calm down and act normal. The only way I can survive this day is if I drown myself in work.And that’s what I plan to do.I get into the lobby, but before I can even find my way to the elevator to my office, James appears seemingly out of nowhere and stops me. “Sir, don’t go up there yet!”“Why?” I ask. “What’s going on?”“You need to leave,” James says, pushing me towards the door. “You need to—”“Is that him? Did he finally show up?”Benjamin’s voice rings up in the hallway. Now I know why Jam

Elena’s POVThe shock of everything remains in me until the end of the work day.Grandpa has gone ahead and gone home. I worked until my brain went numb, barely exchanging a word with Alexander, who I can feel is still pissed about me going to that stupid convention.When it’s time for me to go home, I just gather my things and get ready.But of course, he stops me. “Are we really not going to talk about everything?”“Alex, I’m tired right now,” I mutter. “I just want to get home to my kids and relax.”“I’ll take you home then,” he volunteers, powering off his own computer. “Then maybe we can talk along the way as to why you decided to tag along with Tristan of all people—”“It’s because I asked you to have an access for me, and you didn’t care to do it,” I just snap. I don’t want to be mad at him, but the pressure building in my body is just too great for me to keep in. “He happened to be there. He happened to want to help. So I took his help and that’s it. It’s not like that convent