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Zareena exited the gate of the house, running towards the parked car not far from her residence. Tristan is smart, he does not wait in a place that is affordable CCTV cameras so that he is not visible from Zareena's house people.

Tristan opened the passenger car door. "Come in."

Zareena looked at him. "Just this one time."

"We'll know after we talk."

Zareena came in, then Tristan closed in a little hard. Zareena even had to rewind her body. He knew that Tristan was in a state of rage at the moment. But, what's the reason? Zareena will fight if Tristan does anything.

The four-wheeled vehicle was immediately run when Tristan was in front of the steering wheel. Silence without anyone talking. Zareena doesn't know where Tristan is going to take her, but she's going anywhere, just for one day.

The road is so familiar, Zareena knows where this car will stop. Tristan's home he visited twice. The metallic silver sedan entered the courtyard after guards opened the gate via an automatic button.

"Down!" Tristan spoke of it in emphasis.

Zareena unlocked her seatbelt, then got out of the car. He's still waiting to do what Tristan is doing to him right now. The man came out, looking at Zareena who was still staring in front of him.

"When are you going to stand there?"

"We'll just talk here."

Tristan endured her frustration. "You want to let them hear us talk?" he pointed to the house guard.

"It's better that way."

Tristan laughed disparagingly. "Are you afraid I'm doing something?" Tristan shakes. "Well if that's what you want."

Tristan walked over, he placed his two hands on Zareena's shoulders. Gripping it, made it difficult for women to escape.

"Let go!"

"Your hands can't reach me. You can't help me, Zareena."

"But I can use my feet."

Zareena kicked Tristan's shins, made the man grimace, then raised his fist, but Tristan was able to hold back.

Zareena thrashed for release, but Tristan had locked her away. "You fuck!"

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"What should I talk about?"

"You lied to me, Zaree. You lied to me!"

"Take me off, Tristan!" Zareena yelling.

Tristan took off his hand, he took a step back. Zareena flipped over, then threw out two loud slaps.

"Nothing I have to tell you. You must have gotten an engagement invitation from Valdo, right?"

Tristan rubbed the end of his lips that were injured due to that loud slap. "Before we go on holiday, you've agreed to the match." Tristan looked at Zareena sharply. "You know that you're mine."

"I don't belong to anyone!" Zareena said loudly. "I'm asking you, do we have a relationship? What status? I'm not your boyfriend, I'm just a date."

"So, you think our togetherness is just a date?" Tristan protests if Zareena thinks of him as such.

"That's the truth, right? We're just friends."

"But I don't think so!" Tristan is defending himself. "I want us to be together."

"For what?" asked Zareena while looking at Tristan.

One question that made Tristan unable to answer. As what? What is their relationship status? Tristan does not consider Zareena to be her lover or boyfriend.

"Chris was going to marry me, and I accepted. Where's the fault? We both have no partner."

"It's all because of the ridiculous matchmaking your family arranged, and you accepted it instead" Tristan said.

"Don't try to insult my family. They made a choice, and I accepted that choice."

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