Chapter 860

"Have a seat. Can I get you something to drink?" Trystan asked, taking the initiative. "Sure, anything is fine," Bethany replied with a smile. Mateo immediately stood up and said, "Trystan, I'll go with you to get the drinks." She found a seat, and Trystan and Mateo headed off to get the refreshments. "Does Beth prefer juice or champagne?" Trystan mused out loud. Mateo, with his head lowered, quickly gathered the drinks. "You get your own. I've got Beth's covered. I know what she likes." And with that, he walked off. Trystan stood frozen, watching his back. Then, he lowered his head and gave a bitter smile. They had been married for three years, so it was only natural they knew each other's preferences. It was only a husband as inattentive as himself who wouldn't know what his wife enjoyed. He let out a deep sigh and grabbed a drink for himself. Then, he headed over to join them. The three of them sat together in a somewhat awkward silence, the atmosphere clearly tense. Tr