Chapter 112

Tristan had Cameron order takeout from Zen Grove Table. So when they stepped into the executive suite, they were greeted by a dining cart loaded with food containers. Walking her into the washroom to wash their hands, Tristan noticed Megan looking a little down. He leaned in, gently brushing her cheek with the tip of his nose and murmured, "With Brandon around, don't worry. Grandpa will be fine." As the foamy soap rinsed off under the clear stream, it felt like the clouds lifting after a storm. His soothing voice melted the tension in her chest. Megan felt a weight lift off her shoulders. Turning around, she leaned into his warm embrace, inhaling the crisp, bamboo-like scent on him. "As long as you're here, nothing scares me." In her past life, she kept running from him, and it wasn't until the end that she realized how good he was. Now, granted another chance at life, she wanted to hold on to this man forever. Tristan turned off the tap and grabbed a towel, drying his hands. His sharp