If You Want Me

"Do you really have no other opinions?" Consuela didn't expect that Tristan didn't say anything, which was beyond her expectation. "I didn't think you would support me."

Tristan raised his eyebrows and approached Consuela with his unique aura. "What do you think I will say? Isn't it a good thing for you to learn architectural design again or anything else?"

The man's face was so close to hers that Consuela didn't dare to move. Her arms, which were holding Richelle, stiffened. "What do you want to do?"

He reached out his hand and pinched Richelle's face. Tristan jerked back and looked at Tristan with a playful smile. "What? Are you afraid that I'll eat you up with ill will?"

"I..." Rolling her eyes, Consuela didn't know how to respond to the man's words.

Seeing that she was frustrated, Tristan enjoyed it very much. "Don't worry. If I really want to eat you up, I have already done it when you were still in the sick bed. Why do I have to wait until now? Why do I miss so many good opportunities?"

On the sick bed?

Raising her eyebrows, Consuela seemed to have thought of something. She coughed to hide her embarrassment and said, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

At that time, she was the most helpless. As Tristan had said, she was abandoned by her husband. When she was about to give birth to the baby, her husband was still with her mistress. And because of the loss of Lance, the members of the Ye Clan were not good to her, and no one cared about her even if she had suffered hemorrhage.

But at that time, Tristan also appeared with endless ridicule, which made her even sadder.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that she suddenly fell into silence, Tristan couldn't help asking.

How could he know that the woman in front of him was secretly cursing him in her heart? If it weren't for his appearance, how could she feel much sadder?

"I remember that someone said something like that. I don't

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

hich startled Tristan who was lost in memory. It took him a long time to realize that the international phone he had put here before hadn't been cut off.

Thinking of this, he opened the cabinet and took out the phone. The name on the phone made him disgusted for a moment -- Angie.

"Hello."

After thinking for a long time, he finally pressed the answer button. His life was perfect now. He didn't want this woman to step in again.

"Tristan, you are really in France." Angie's voice was as gentle as ever, but it didn't make Tristan feel comfortable. He really didn't want to see anything related to this woman again.

When do I need to report to you where I am? Tristan put away the usual joking tone with Consuela. Now his voice was as cold as ice in the South Pole and the North Pole. Even through the phone, Angie could feel his coldness.

Biting her lips hard, Angie suppressed her resentment and asked, "Are you with Consuela?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Tristan said coldly, "Or do you have any trouble again?"

"Tristan, am I never a good woman in your heart?" Angie was almost driven mad by Tristan's tone. "Do you have to talk to me in this tone?"

"A good woman? Do you think you deserve to be called a good woman? " Tristan snorted, his tone full of contempt.