Chapter 808 Call It Fate

Without saying a word, Tristan quickly turned around and walked out, his eyes falling on Farrell and her mother.

"Tristan? Tristan, you're back."

When Farrell recognized Tristan, she stood up without hesitation and walked towards the door cheerfully.

However, the beaming smile on her face suddenly froze as she noticed that Tristan was holding another girl's hand.

"Who, who is she?"

Tristan didn't want Farrell to see her in the first place, so he had decided to walk out of the room as soon as he saw Farrell and her mother. To his surprise, she caught up with him without much delay.

"My girlfriend."

Now that they had seen her already, Tristan didn't intend to hide her anymore. He grabbed the girl's hand and led her inside confidently.

He didn't want to disappoint Farrell. For what it was worth, they had only just broken up. Nevertheless, now that she had seen it, there was nothing to hide.

"Tristan, what did you just say? If she is your girlfriend, then who the hell am I?" With tearful eyes, Farrell looked at Tristan and felt as if her heart was being cut into a thousand pieces.

Tristan took a firm look at Farrell's mother, Carla and Andrea, who all seem stunned.

Carla knew Tristan was popular among girls, but she didn't expect him to find a new girlfriend in the blink of an eye. He and Farrell had just broken up. Why did he bring her home so soon?

"Well Farrell, I have already made myself very clear. I chose you because I wanted to get married. But now both our families don't appear to reach an agreement and I don't want to compromise myself either. Let's just go on our separate ways with a light heart. Merry meet, merry part."

Tristan finished his words, dragging his new girlfriend inside the room.

"Mom, sis, let me introduce her to you. This is Isabella. My former high school classmate. I didn't know that I was going on a date with her today. Mom, do you still remember that I always bullied a girl in high school? And you were even called to school by the teacher because of that?"

Tristan led Isabella towards Andrea.

"Oh, it's her. I remember you had burnt her hair and cut her clothes, right?" It suddenly occurred to Andrea that there was a girl in high school that Tristan always liked to make fun of. She always felt that Tristan had a certain amount of affection for her.

The naughtiest one in the family was Tristan. He had caused her a lot of trouble during his childhood.

"Yes, mom. I'm impressed by your memory. I didn't expect that you would still remember it." Tristan snapped his fingers and answered with a sly smile.

Looking at them talking so happily, Farrell's mother suddenly came to her senses and grabbed Tristan's arm. "Tristan, what are you doing? Tell me, what is it that you want exactly?"

"Auntie, what do you think I want to do? I'm old enough to get married. Hence, I want to find my mother a suitable daughter-in-law."

Tristan shrugged his shoulders and said bluntly.

Terence was the now only the

ter Farrell and her mother left, the place finally settled down into a scene of eerie silence.

Andrea shook her head and sighed, looking at Tristan.

Tristan coughed to conceal his awkwardness before sitting down next to Andrea. "Mom, please don't be angry. It's all my fault. I'm sorry for making you unhappy. I'm just afraid that you'll be pissed off if I have such a mother-in-law like her."

Andrea took a glance at him and waved at the girl standing beside her.

"Isabella, right? Come on, sit down. I'm so sorry that you had to witness such a high voltage drama the moment you stepped in to our home."

Isabella sat down with a smiling face and shook her head. "Auntie, it's okay. Tristan had already given me some hints about whatever had happened between him and Farrell before we got here. So, it wasn't much of a surprise for me."

"Really? Tristan was a naughty boy ever since I can remember. He always caused me a lot of headaches." Andrea looked at her son and sighed helplessly.

Tristan used to love messing around when he was just a kid. Even when he eventually became a grown-up, he remained a troublemaker.

"Auntie, it's okay. I have known him since high school. So, I'm confident that we will get along really well. He is still the same, though so many years have passed between then and now."

Isabella said, looking at Tristan thoughtfully.

Tristan often bullied her when they were in school. But she never hated him. She didn't realize that she had a crush on him until they parted.

But she couldn't muster the guts to tell him.

She hadn't even imagined that she'd get to meet him again ten years later.

Carla, who was standing beside them, shook her head and smiled. She then turned around and went upstairs as she quietly hung up the phone that Terence had made.

She was afraid of interrupting the first meeting between Andrea and her future daughter-in-law.

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Perhaps it was a destiny's game that they got to meet each other after all these years.