When Tristan and Annabelle got home, Annabelle threw her hands around and buried her face in his neck.
“What's wrong?”
Tristan who was in a bad mood, removed her hand from his neck.
“Nothing!” he snapped and she pouted.
She had been making lots of mistakes today and it had cost him so much, he was supposed to meet with some investors today but Angela had mixed up the dates and told him it was till next week. It was like she didn't understand the calendar she set. Maybe it was the pregnancy that was making her so forgetful but she has never made this much mistakes, even when she newly started working for him, she didn't make this much mistakes.
“I'm thinking you should stay at home tomorrow”
“What? Why? Is it because of what happened? I said I was sorry…”
“It's not just that, you see
