Chapter 1187 Escape Claire was even more shocked to hear this and immediately wanted to leave.
"Claire!" Tristan went after her, "Claire, listen to me!" At the elevator, Claire kept pushing the button, "Tristan, stop following me! | need stalone! | see you as a friend and you likeand lied to me!" She hated being lied to the most, it was such a disrespectful behavior.
When the elevator doors were opened, she almost rushed in.
If that girl hadn't stormed out, if her father and Mr. Clarke didn't go after her, it would have been a torturing night for her.
She resented Tristan at this moment.
Watching her walk into the elevator and the doors closing, Tristan didn't know what to do and he looked distressed.
It wasn't perfect timing but he did it.
For a man like him, opening up to someone about his feelings was a hard task.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTaking several steps back, he stood by the window.
He grabbed the railing and looked out at the bustling city, he was really distressed.
He liked her, a lot.
A while later, someone walked out of the elevator. Zack walked out and saw his son standing there, looking lonely, he was stunned and stopped walking.
As a father, he was, of course, happy that his son was seeing someone, after all, Tristan had been single for a long time.
Although the way he found it was surprising.
And, where was that girl? He looked around but there was only Tristan there.
He walked up to Tristan, put his hand on his shoulder and had a bad feeling. He asked in a deep voice, "Tristan, where's your girlfriend?" Tristan turned his head, the sad expression on his face had given him away.
"What happened?" Zack felt something wrong and asked in a gentler voice, "Tristan, you can tell me, it's okay." He looked like a loving father.
"I'm sorry, dad." Tristan had calmed down and felt sorry about screwing up dinner.
Zack shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay. We are old friends, he won't mind." Tristan let go of the railing, stood straight and said sincerely, "Claire is not my girlfriend yet, but she will be." Then he looked at Zack and walked into the elevator. He also needed stalone as he had just done the most impulsive thing in his life.
Zack was dumbfounded. Not his girlfriend yet? So, he made that girl mad just now? Watching Tristan leaving, Zack immediately understood that he must have lied to Claire about why he brought her here.
He frowned, looking worried.
The Tristan today was not like the Tristan he knew.
That girl could make him lose his composure, which could be both good news and bad.
In the taxi heading towards the Charity Health Center, Claire was still wearing the dress that Tristan bought for her. She looked out of the window at the passing streets.
She had calmed down and was no longer angry.
She seemed expressionless, but in fact, she was still in shock.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow could Tristan like her? They hadn't even known each other for long.
After his words tonight, how was she supposed to get along with him? It was so embarrassing.
At the moment, her phone rang. She cto herself and saw it was Tristan calling.
She stared at the number but dared not answer the phone.
Her mind was in a mess again.
In the Maybach, Tristan was holding the steering wheel with one hand and his phone with the other.
She didn't answer.
Please, answer the phone.
He needed to talk to her.
He wanted to explain and apologize.