Chapter 46: Chapter 46

Tristan immediately took significant steps when he just got off the car. Behind the man, Mario's figure was seen following him with several files and items to give to the police investigators. After yesterday's questioning of Raphael, it was Tristan's turn to come to the police station to fulfill the summons as a witness to the shooting that was targeted at him but instead hit his wife.

As soon as he arrived at the investigation room, he was immediately directed to sit down. Undergo the initial examination for approximately 60 minutes.

"Mr. Tristan Quartararo, could you please tell us the chronology of yesterday's events?" one of the police officers asked Tristan.

Meanwhile, the other officers seemed to be listeners and, simultaneously, taking notes on what Tristan might say soon.

"It all started when I accidentally visited Alfonso Adelaide in his office that afternoon."

"For work?"

Tristan shook his head. "I purposely came there to clarify an old matter that I also reported yesterday."

"Oh, yes." The officer then nodded. As if understanding which problem Tristan was referring to, he then responded. "The problem with premeditated murder is with your parents, isn't it?"

"Right," said Tristan. Then continue the story. "So, I was there on purpose because I wanted to clarify all the crimes that Alfonso had committed in the past. At that time, I admit that I was very emotional. In fact, when I faced each other, I repeatedly beat Alfonso in the face and stomach."

"Was there no one else at the time of the incident? Or maybe someone who saw it then helped to intervene?"

"Yes," Tristan replied then. "My wife and best friend suddenly came and went straight in. One of them even helped to break up, then grabbed my body so I wouldn't keep beating." "Well." The officer nodded his head. "Can you help inform us, what was the name of the other witness who intervened at that time?"

"Sebastian Edwardo."

"Alexander Edgar Cullen's only son?" guess the investigator.

As if not the least bit foreign to his best friend's name. It can't be helped; apart from royalty, Edward's parents are indeed well-known as businessmen who are so calculated.

"Yes, that's right. Edward was the one who intervened at that time. After I managed to calm down for a while, I admit that I had again threatened to beat Alfonso. Then asked him not to run away at all because I had all the evidence of his crime."

"Then what happened after that?"

"I decided to leave the room because I meant to contact the police and lawyers," Tristan replied in one breath. "But..." the man continued later. "Just turned around and was about to step outside when suddenly there was a gunshot. Everything happened so fast. When I turned around, I found my wife lying on the floor covered in blood."

"Then what about Alfonso himself? Are you sure at that time the suspect really wanted to shoot you?"

Tristan nodded. "Of course I'm pretty sure. Alfonso Adelaide couldn't have shot his own daughter on purpose, could he? After all, it was his favorite daughter. As far as I can see, after shooting, it was Edward's turn to try to get the gun out of Alfonso's hand."

The investigator nodded. At the same time, the other officers seemed to focus on moving their fingers on the keyboard. Take notes on the critical things that Tristan just explained.

"Then, for the shooting case, we think the information you have provided is sufficient. The rest, we will also summon Edward's brother to give his testimony. The evidence has also been secured. For other cases, we mean that the former will be handled by the officers who others," said the investigator.

After closing his book, he seemed to stand up and then motioned for Tristan to go. "Because today is enough, you can resume activities that were previously postponed." The officer then asked Tristan to shake hands.

"But by the way, before I go back. Can I see or speak to Alfonso Adelaide in person?" Tristan asked. He thought that before his father-in-law underwent further investigation, he would very much like to meet a person who may soon be judged with many layers of articles.

"Of course," said the officer. "There will be a police team that will accompany you to meet Alfonso Adelaide who is currently in isolation." After calling the officer in question, Tristan was immediately led to move to the isolation room.

As soon as he entered, his blue eyes immediately caught Alfonso sitting quietly in a chair with both hands in handcuffs. The middle-aged man turned his head. When he saw his son-in-law approaching, he immediately smiled as if mocking.

"What do you want to see me? Want to make fun of me? Or want to lecture me like your father, Raphael?"

Tristan pulled the chair in front of him calmly. Sitting there, then not long after that, he immediately responded to the accusation of his father-in-law.

"No, I came here to say congratulations," Tristan said casually.

"Happy?" Tristan nodded. "Yeah, enjoy the rest of Papa's life in prison. I hope Papa rots forever here."

Alfonso immediately laughed mockingly. Not in the least bit cornered by what Tristan had just said.

"You think by imprisoning me I can't do anything from inside here? You're wrong, my son-in-law. Anything I can do without you knowing," he threatened with certainty.

"Come on, Papa." Tristan sighed softly. "Does Papa not feel sorry for Sophia? He himself even gave me evidence of the crimes that Papa has committed all this time to my family. And now? He is even struggling between life and death because of Papa himself."

"It's because of you, Tristan! Sophia was hurt because she was stupid to protect you. My daughter became like this because of you!" The veins in Alfonso's neck appeared to be popping out. What Tristan said just now managed to trigger his emotions. "If Sophia wasn't stupid enough to love you, she wouldn't be where she is now."

"Papa should also be aware, all this happened because of Papa. If only Papa had not made my family suffer, of course this grudge would never have existed."

Laughter immediately fell from Alfonso's lips. Felt funny hearing Tristan's words that seemed defensive.

"You don't need to take care of my daughter's life. No matter what happens, I will never agree to you back with her. You must remember what I said on this one!"

Alfonso got up. Handcuffed, he approached the officers. He asked for the talk session between him and Tristan to end.

While Tristan finished meeting, Alfonso chose to return to the hospital. Considering Sophia's unstable condition, he had to be there diligently to know his wife's progress.

***

Tristan sat back pensively in front of the treatment room. This was the second day he had waited for Sophia to be treated and had not shown any progress. Since morning, the woman did not show the slightest sign of waking up or waking up from her long slumber.

The team of doctors confirmed that the condition of the wife's vital organs had returned to normal and functioning as they should. However, there is one harsh reality that Tristan has to accept again, which adds to the list of mistakes he has made to Sophia.

"According to observations, Mrs. Sophia should have regained consciousness in the near future. Heart function, blood pressure, and other vital organs have returned to normal," explained one doctor who had just finished visiting Sophia's room. He seemed to patiently explain to Tristan, Edward, and Sophia's mother.

"That means, maybe today he can wake up from his sleep, Doc?" Edward asked again to confirm.

"Yes." The doctor nodded. "I'm sure she'll wake up soon. The critical period is over. However, there is one thing that will concern Mrs. Sophia and her family at a later date."

"What do you mean, Doc?" This time it was Tristan who asked. "Because yesterday's bullet hit the uterine wall. The wound caused could make it difficult for Mrs. Sophia to conceive in the future. Even if she did get pregnant, it would be very risky and would require extra supervision by a team of doctors."

Tristan's throat immediately constricted. This means that the side effects of yesterday's shooting affected his wife's health. He was sure, knowing this, Sophia would be sorrowful.

"But God's miracles must always be there, right?" joked the doctor. As if giving hope that things that worry Sophia will not happen in the future. "I hope Mrs. Sophia is one of the patients who get a miracle. Even if she gets pregnant again, I hope everything goes well."

Once again, Tristan never thought that what he had done could have a domino effect like now. If he could be sorry, he was unfortunate for hurting Sophia like this. But will his regret be able to return the situation to how it was before? Of course not.

The only thing he could do when Sophia came to her senses was to apologize—trying to make things better than before. Even then, Sophia doesn't necessarily want to forgive him after what he's been doing on purpose.

"Tristan." He, who had been daydreaming, immediately realized when he heard a woman coming and immediately reprimanded him. As soon as he turned around, he found Aurora, who, this time, walked up to him.

"How's Sophia? Are you feeling better? Sorry I couldn't come to see you yesterday because it was so hard to get a plane ticket back home."

Aurora has been on an official trip to Austria for two days. As soon as she got news from her father that Tristan and Sophia were victims of Alfonso's shooting, the woman decided to go home immediately.

But unfortunately, the difficulty of getting a ticket home at curfew made him have to wait until the next day so that he could immediately return to London.

"There hasn't been any progress so far," Tristan replied flatly. He looked like a very tired person.

"Then what did the doctor say? He'll definitely wake up, won't she?"

This time Tristan nodded weakly. His eyes are gloomy. I don't know what to do anymore.

"I hope he wakes up soon. It's all my fault, Kimmy. I made him hurt like this."

"Oh come on, Tristan," said Aurora. "There's no need to beat yourself up. It was just an accident. Something unintentional."

"But Sophia did all this because she wanted to protect my life. After the evil deeds I've done so far, Sophia still wants to protect my life Aurora. Even because of this, she miscarried."

Aurora was shocked. Taking a deep breath, he slowly returned to his response.

"Sophia miscarried? So your wife is pregnant? Don't you always force Sophia to take birth control pills?"

Tristan sighed softly. Aurora is right. Every time after having sexual relations, it is always Tristan who drinks the pill directly to his wife. Make sure Sophia doesn't miss a single time, so she doesn't get pregnant. But before long, Tristan remembered something.

"Usually, I'm the one who makes sure Sophia takes the pill directly. But ... as I recall, I had sex with her half drunk. I'm sure I forgot to ask her to take medicine at that time. Maybe from this incident Sophia got pregnant."

"You are crazy!" Right after Tristan finished his sentence, Aurora exclaimed in annoyance. "I'm sure at the very last moment you made love to Sophia, you would have enjoyed it until you forgot yourself and the woman was finally pregnant."

Tristan's face suddenly turned red. Why did Aurora even corner her to shame her like this? But soon, Tristan asked himself if he enjoyed his last love while he was half-drunk. "Oh my gosh, why are you talking about making love."

"Because you're the one who provoked this discussion. But, whether you want to enjoy it or not, isn't it your wish not to have Sophia's children?"

Damn it! Has Tristan lost his memory? From the start, he was the one who was so vile. Always echo the words do not want to have children from Sophia's womb. And is God currently answering his word?

"But, after all this happened, what are you going to do after this?" then asked Aurora. She naturally wanted to know the next move the man next to him would be.

Tristan himself seemed silent for a moment. He was thinking while contemplating what to do when Sophia woke up from a coma.

"I don't know. Maybe apologizing. Yes, although I'm sure it won't be easy for Sophia to forgive me after what I've done so far."

"So you're sorry?" asked Aurora, smiling mockingly. "A Tristan regrets in the end?"

"Now that I think about it, I've been too mean to him, Aurora. I've been going too far this whole time."

"Oh my, Tristan," Aurora squeaked in annoyance. "Where has your brain been all this time? Why are you only now realizing what you did was outrageous. I told you from the start, don't play with women's hearts. But you are still blinded by revenge. And now? Regret is useless."

Tristan nodded resignedly. What else can we do? He did feel guilty for everything that had happened to his wife. Though everyone also knows that he used to be a gentleman. Never even once was rude to anyone.

But with Sophia, he treats her like a bitch. Harassment, torturing mercilessly, and now he hopes to be forgiven just like that? Aurora is right. It seemed that he was entirely out of his mind and ignorant.

"But it would be even more wrong if I didn't apologize, wouldn't it?" he said, trying to defend himself.

"I just pray that Sophia will forgive you. Although I'm sure this isn't something common sense accepts after what you did to her."

Unlucky! Busy cursing himself, Tristan could see how the team of doctors seemed to have entered the room where Sophia was being treated. One of them even ran a little while carrying medical equipment. I don't know what it was used for.

Out of curiosity, Tristan immediately got up and chose to walk closer. As soon as he peeked through the glass of the room, he could see how Sophia had gradually regained consciousness and was now being examined.

Tristan anxiously waited. He was impatiently watching. Until not long, he and the others were invited to come in to visit Sophia. From his eyes, Tristan could see how his wife, who was still a little weak, was trying to smile at everyone who entered the room.

Then not long ago, a slightly whispering voice faintly called someone's name, asking for a hug. Which name was not Tristan's name, but the name of another man Sophia might have considered so meaningful in her life these days?

"Edward."