Chapter 237 He Never Breaks His Promises

Tristan’s throat tightened, his voice catching as he tried to speak. He knew it—he had really screwed up this time. “Tristan,” Nova said, her voice icy, “I don’t want to talk to you right now.” Without waiting for a response, she walked right past him and left the room. And true to her word, Nova didn’t speak to him for days. During meals, she made sure to sit as far away from Tristan as possible. Even when her plate was empty, she wouldn’t move closer to him, as if the distance between them was a non-negotiable barrier. It didn’t go unnoticed—everyone at the table could feel the tension. Lionel, especially, couldn’t help but throw Tristan a few sympathetic glances. Looks like our guy’s in for a rough time, Lionel thought, shaking his head with a smirk. Every night, Nova curled up with Ivy in bed, leaving Tristan isolated on the far side of the mattress. With how much space Nova left between them, you could probably fit another Ivy in there. Even Ivy, though young and a little