Tristan simply licked the corner of his lips as he rubbed his jaw. It seemed like he wasn't the same young boy whom Kelly easily beat up back then.
"What a surprising greeting Kelly," he said although he didn't look like he was surprised at all. "Did you come here to spy on your future husband?"
"Future husband! Ha!" she snorted in disgust. "I will never marry you Tristan Flynn. Over my dead body!" she declared. Tristan's eyes flared with something dangerous at what she said but too soon, his expression softened.
He stretched out his hand and his guard gave him her phone. He stared at it before looking at her. "So you're planning to show this to your parents to stop the wedding." He nodded as if he was amazed. "You're as smart as always, Kelly."
