LAUREEN'S POV
As we drove into Tristan's mansion, I recalled a few days when we got married, and I was abandoned by him right here in this house.
I waited patiently in the car for him as I smiled at myself. He had stepped out and turned to my side of the door to open it for me, but even after he did and rhe door was open, I still sat there looking him in the eye.
“What?" He asked as he motioned for me to step out.
“Nothing! I don't just feel like coming out again." I responded, crossing my legs as I sat in the car.
“Seriously? Come on, Laureen. This is no time for games, my dad will be visiting anytime from now, we need to prepare to receive him." He told me and from his demeanor, I mean, right from when we had gotten that call from Tristan's dad, his mood had abruptly changed to a w
