The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

Chapter 272 - Is She Mad?



~ At Tristan's Place ~

While FaMo and Sophia were having their 'practice date' Tristan was preparing himself to tell Zhen-Zhen everything about his past relationships with various women.

After arriving at home, Zhen-Zhen and Tristan changed into their comfy clothes and headed straight into the living room. Tristan was already waiting for Zhen-Zhen. He was racking his brain hard about where he would start.

When Zhen-Zhen came out of the room, Tristan stood up, walking over and pulling Zhen-Zhen on the soft couch. He immediately wrapped his arms around Zhen-Zhen's body while showering kisses on her face and hair.

Zhen-Zhen giggled because of Tristan's sweet action. She just let him do what he wanted and leaned closer to his body. She was sitting on Tristan's lap while he was hugging her from behind. 

Tristan placed his chin on Zhen-Zhen's right shoulder while Zhen-Zhen held his hands that were wrapped in her small waist.

They remained like that for several minutes before Zhen-Zhen started to open a conversation with him. Tristan was still mustering up his courage, that's why he hadn't talked yet.

"Hubby…?"

"Yes, Wifey? Hmm..." Tristan said, burying his nose on the nook of her neck as he smelled Zhen-Zhen's sweet scent.

"Do you think FaM-... Father and Sophia are just doing fine right now?" Zhen-Zhen couldn't help but feel a little bit worried about FaMo and her friend, Sophia.

"My father has no experience of dating in this world. What if he will do something unusual and Sophia will notice that he's a little bit strange?" Zhen-Zhen added, telling Tristan her concerns.

Tristan chuckled softly as he pulled her closer against his body. 

"Don't worry too much, wifey. I am positive that Father-in-law will do a good job. He is a fast learner just like you. Besides, I gave him tips on what he should do during this practice date." Tristan reassured her.

She just smiled and bobbed her head. She somehow felt at ease now because of Tristan's words.

But unknown to them, Zhen-Zhen was right. FaMo just did a very unusual thing that he was not supposed to do during this practice date.

Now, it was Tristan's turn to open up a topic about the thing he wanted to confess to his wife.

"Wifey…?" Tristan bit his lower lip after calling her.

"Yes, hubby?"

"There's something I want to tell you…" Tristan said anxiously.

Zhen-Zhen could feel that her hubby was nervous and restless.

"Ok, hubby. Tell me. Is there something wrong? What is troubling you right now?" Zhen-Zhen tilted her head and slightly turned her body to the side so that she could see his face.

"Wifey… I have to tell you something about my past. Did you remember when I said to you that I am not a perfect gentleman… that I am a total jerk?" Tristan's expression became sullen and gloomy after saying those words.

Zhen-Zhen nodded her head. She remembered Tristan telling her those words during their confrontation. That was the day when Tristan finally confessed his feelings for her and he cleared up the misunderstanding between them that caused by Hannah. That was also the day, Tristan claimed her and marked her as his.

Tristan continued, "I did lots of unpleasant things in the past."

Tristan lowered his gaze. He couldn't look straight into her blue eyes. He felt embarrassed about everything he did in the past. He didn't know how Zhen-Zhen would react upon learning his past.

But he had no choice. He had to tell her now or else, it would become the source of their conflicts again in the future. He was really nervous and scared at this moment. He was afraid that Zhen-Zhen would hate him or she might change her attitude towards him after this talk.

Fear and uncertainty could be seen in his hazel eyes. Zhen-Zhen cupped his face and lifted his chin so that Tristan's eyes would meet hers. She wanted to erase the worry which was visible on his face right now so Zhen-Zhen smiled as she leaned over to kiss him on his lips.

Her lips brushed his softly. She was giving him a light but lingering kiss. Tristan had to admit that this kiss comforted his nervous and anxious heart.

He began responding to her with so much eagerness. He felt like he was on cloud nine whenever he was kissing her.

When they broke apart, Zhen-Zhen gave him a gentle smile, urging Tristan to continue.

'Argh… smiling at me like that… I feel like falling for you over and over again. She doesn't need keys to drive me crazy. I think I am crazy now… crazy and madly in love with my wife.' Tristan thought to himself, feeling helpless.

"Wifey, don't you ever leave me," Tristan mumbled desperately. "No matter what you will learn today… please wifey… don't leave this jerk husband of yours. I can't bear it. I'm gonna die from sadness and longing."

A gentle and loving smile worked its way across her face and into her two beautiful blue orbs. That glowing smile warmed Tristan's heart as if he just got reassurance from his wife that she would not leave him ever.

Tristan took a deep breath and mustered up all his courage to finally confess his past deeds to her. His eyes met hers, not breaking their eye-contact.

"Wifey… I am a playboy… people know me as a certified Cassanova. That's my ugly reputation."

Zhen-Zhen slightly frowned after hearing that. "Playboy? Certified Cassanova?"

Tristan nodded his head while biting his lips. He was feeling guilty for his wife. She was pure and innocent but Tristan was exactly the opposite. He was already tainted.

"Wifey, before I met you… I had many relationships with various women. Though it was not serious and no commitment involved, I slept with them once. I… had sex with them. I flirted with them and… had a good time with them." Tristan's voice was becoming low as he continued to speak those words.

Tristan stopped talking when he saw that Zhen-Zhen's smile already disappeared from her face. She was now looking at him with an unreadable expression. Tristan had no idea what's running on her mind right now.

'Am I doomed? Is she mad?'


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