26 His True Motive

It was her first time seeing a car and riding it. She was really amazed by these new things. She pestered Tristan during the entire journey, asking him lots of questions about cars.

Tristan, on the other hand, answered and explained everything to her patiently. Surprisingly, he didn't feel annoyed by Zhen-Zhen's unending curiosity about many things that are new and unfamiliar to her.

He enjoyed telling her information. He couldn't contain his laughter whenever Zhen-Zhen would look at him with her innocent and amusing eyes after hearing his answers.

She would flash her charming radiant smile the moment she absorbed all the information Tristan had given her. That's one of the reasons why he loved teaching her. Her smile was enough in exchange for all his efforts.

He didn't care even if he would talk non-stop just to satisfy her curiosity as long as he could see her lovely smile.

Meanwhile, Matthew who was just listening attentively to Tristan and Zhen-Zhen's conversation felt something weird about Zhen-Zhen.

He was wondering why she seemed to be ignorant about these kinds of stuff. He was thinking if there was something wrong with her. Upon hearing her questions, he could tell that she didn't look normal.

He was now eager to know how Tristan met this very strange woman. His heart would still pound abnormally every time he would recall her action a while ago.

The girl tried to kiss him in front of Tristan and she didn't feel embarrassed at all. Matthew shook his head, trying to push the thought out of his mind. He needed to concentrate first on his driving then after that, he would ask Tristan about her.

Tristan promised him that he would tell him everything once they arrived in the resort.

After the twenty-minute drive, they reached their destination. Tristan immediately brought Zhen-Zhen to his room while Matthew ordered food for dinner.

The moment they entered his room, Zhen-Zhen began bombarding Tristan once again with so many questions.

"Tristan, what is this?"

"How about this…?"

"Oh my gosh… so cute!"

"... and this?"

"Oooh, so soft… I haven't slept in this kind of bed before!"

"This one?"

"Wow… so nice!"

"Amazing!"

"Tristan, I like it here!"

Zhen-Zhen was like a hyperactive child, roaming around the room and touching everything inside. She asked and asked and asked! She jumped with joy and giggled with laughter. She was learning and at the same time enjoying everything.

Tristan and Zhen-Zhen spent their two hours exploring their room… naming and discovering every single object she came across within that room.

Zhen-Zhen nodded her head. "Okay, Tristan. I understand."

Tristan gently patted her head. He really loved doing this. "Very good. That's my girl."

He walked leisurely towards the bathroom and he stepped into the shower. He removed his clothes one after another. His lips parted as he inhaled deeply, then a smile stretched out from the corner of his lips.

He turned on the dial, releasing drops of lukewarm water. It dripped down his hair. The drops slowly made their way to his well-toned body. Then he closed his eyes, reliving in his mind everything that happened today in the mountain.

"The demon god's daughter is becoming my wife… Hmmm. I think this is going to be interesting." Tristan blurted out to himself.

When Tristan came out of the bathroom after an hour of a relaxing shower, he saw Zhen-Zhen sleeping on the bed while the Television was still on.

Tristan let out a soft chuckle. Finally, the demoness felt tired and drifted off to sleep. He slowly approached her. He covered her body with a blanket.

"Sweet dreams, my Zhen-Zhen," Tristan whispered to her, gently caressing her face.

After that, he went out to meet Matthew. He knew that his 'assistant friend' was already dying to hear his story.

They went to the pavilion of the resort. They were the only persons present there so they could talk as much as they wanted.

"So, are you ready to talk now, my dearest friend… I mean Sir?" Matthew could no longer hold his curiosity.

Tristan chuckled at his friend's reaction.

"Matt… Don't call me sir. I am talking to you now as my friend, not my assistant."

Matthew also chuckled. "Alright, Tris… spill the beans now. I am dying to know how you met that strange but very beautiful lady."

"Matt, I met her on the mountain. I know you also noticed her strange behavior. But believe me, she's not stupid nor crazy, it's just that she's been living in that mountain since birth. She is ignorant of the things or the real world beyond that mountain."

Matthew frowned after hearing that.

"So, why did you bring her with you? What are you planning to do with her? Don't tell me you are going to make her one of your women who always warm your bed just because she is so beautiful?" he said exasperatedly.

Tristan let out another chuckle as he shook his head.

"No, Matthew. I am not going to do that to her. She's different from those women! She is very pure and innocent. She deserves something more than that." Tristan stated with a smile.

Matthew gave him an accusing look. He didn't completely believe him. He knew Tristan very well.

"Well… if that's what you truly think then why did you bring her with you?" Matthew repeated his first question, feeling doubtful of Tristan's true motive.

Tristan smirked at him. He was aware of what Matthew was thinking as of this moment. Well, he couldn't blame him. He knew he had a bad reputation when it came to women.

"Matthew… I brought her with me because I am going to make her my wife. She will be my wife!"

"WHAT?!" Matthew was utterly astounded by Tristan's last remarks.