The CEO’s Wife Is A Demon God’s Daughter

Zhen-Zhen and Tristan stayed in the hospital for thirty minutes. The doctor let Zhen-Zhen rest for a while as they waited for her medicine to take effect. 

Tristan didn't leave her side. He sat beside her sickbed while holding her hands tightly. The nurses couldn't help but feel jealous because of Tristan's action.

He was very sweet toward his wife. His concern for her was to the highest level. They wished they could find someone like him, a very sweet, thoughtful, and very gorgeous husband.

It did not take long when the medicine already took effect and Tristan decided to bring Zhen-Zhen back home. She was now feeling better after taking the medicine for her menstrual cramp. 

As per the doctor's advice, Tristan took note of everything on how he could make Zhen-Zhen feel better once this kind of situation would happen again. 

He was very attentive to Zhen-Zhen, asking her from time to time whether she felt discomfort anywhere. He also explained to her what happened to her just now. Zhen-Zhen understood everything because of Tristan.

It was already 4:00 am when they arrived home. Since her bedsheets were tainted by her menstrual blood, Tristan grabbed that opportunity to let her sleep in his room.

He was still worried about her so he asked Zhen-Zhen to be absent from her class today. He wanted her to take a rest at home. Tristan also decided not to report in the accompany today. He would like to accompany Zhen-Zhen.

His nightmare was still haunting him. Just thinking about it, Tristan couldn't help but feel scared. He didn't want Zhen-Zhen to disappear just like that.

He could stand having nightmares about the black fire dragon but seeing Zhen-Zhen hurt and vanish in his arms, that thing was the most frightening nightmare he couldn't bear.

FaMo wanted to sleep in their middle but this time, Tristan was able to take the place right away. He was hugging Zhen-Zhen tightly in his arms. He didn't want to let go, afraid that Zhen-Zhen would suddenly disappear again. He had no plan of sleeping right now. He would watch over her.

Though Zhen-Zhen was still upset with Tristan, she was enjoying Tristan's gentle action. He was very caring towards her right now. FaMo could only lie down beside them, keeping his eyes on Tristan.

Zhen-Zhen couldn't sleep so she decided to have a conversation with Tristan who was still fully awake as of this moment.

"Tristan, what's wrong? Are you not sleepy?" Zhen-Zhen asked him.

But instead of answering her, Tristan mumbled, "Hubby."

Zhen-Zhen was confused why Tristan said that. "Huh?" 

Tristan buried his face in the crook of her neck and said, "Call me hubby, not Tristan."

His grasp on her body tightened as he nuzzled into her neck and purred, brushing his fingers across her narrowed waist.

Zhen-Zhen yielded on his request. "Hubby, are you not sleepy?"

"No, I don't want to sleep. I will watch you, wifey. I had a terrifying nightmare a while ago. I'm afraid if I close my eyes that nightmare will happen again."

FaMo who was just listening on the side frowned immediately when he heard Tristan's statement. This was the first time Tristan's complained to Zhen-Zhen about having a nightmare.

'Wait… I didn't give him a nightmare tonight. I had nothing to do with it. What nightmare he was talking about?' FaMo pondered at that thought. Now he was intrigued about Tristan's nightmare.

Tristan didn't fail FaMo because he started narrating some parts of his nightmare, sharing it with Zhen-Zhen.

"Wifey, I saw something frightening. There was this man who tried to hurt you in my dream. He is also powerful just like you. He has power. The ground suddenly opened and giant vines emerged from it."

FaMo and Zhen-Zhen were taken aback when they heard that. That giant vines were familiar to them. It was one of the powers of the earth-element wielder. Guardian warriors also used that power during the fight in the mountain peak.

"Then what happened, hubby?" Zhen-Zhen turned her body to face him.

"A menacing-looking ugly black fire dragon also appeared in my dream," Tristan stated.

Zhen-Zhen: "..."

FaMo: "..."

'I think that's me. But how dare he call this Mighty Me ugly??? It seems that he wants to have a taste of another nightmare from me.' FaMo narrowed his eyes at Tristan, giving him a deathly glare.

"The ugly dragon protected us, fighting the giant vines," Tristan decided to call the black fire dragon ugly because that dragon often appeared in his bad dream. And he was always interrupting his intimate moment with Zhen-Zhen in his dream.

Now, FaMo's expression really turned ugly as he heard Tristan calling him ugly for the second time around.

Zhen-Zhen, on the other hand, bit her lower lip. She was fighting a smile. Tristan just called FaMo ugly and Zhen-Zhen could see FaMo's grim expression now. She was aware that FaMo was also listening to Tristan.

'Huh? Ugly? This ugly Dragon you are calling will be the death of you, someday. Call me ugly again and I will torment you with another nightmare.' FaMo threatened Tristan in his mind.

Oblivious of FaMo's threat, Tristan continued his storytelling.

"Wifey, the next thing that happened scared me to death. I don't want it to happen for real. That man stabbed you with a dagger. He managed to do that because you tried to save me. He was attacking me but you protected me. That's why you were hurt." 

Tristan felt uneasy, restless, and frightened whenever he would recall that scene.

"Wifey, after being stabbed, you became very weak… then, later on, your body was surrounded by orange light. In a brief moment, you started fading until you vanished from my sight. Wifey, you disappeared."

Tristan pulled her into his body. "Wifey, I don't want you to disappear. If ever things like that happen, don't sacrifice your life because of me. I am willing to take that knife for you. I am a man. I should be the one protecting you."

Zhen-Zhen was dumbfounded upon hearing that.

"You said I don't need to be rescued nor be protected by you because I am already powerful. I can protect myself. Why will you do that for me?" Zhen-Zhen asked him expectantly.

"Ëh, when did I said that?" Tristan asked her confusedly.

"Just tonight, after dinner... when I ask you if whom you will save first between me and Hannah," Zhen-Zhen said with her saddened voice.

Tristan was taken aback after hearing that. Then he realized something.

'Wait… Is that the reason why Zhen-Zhen's mood suddenly changed a while ago? Was she upset when I didn't choose her, that's why she decided to sleep in another room?'

After a few seconds, a husky laugh echoed in his bedroom. 'Don't tell me my wifey became jealous a while ago. Damn! Why I didn't realize it right away?'

He couldn't explain why but he felt happy knowing that Zhen-Zhen knew how to be jealous. To compensate her, Tristan immediately grabbed her chin, tilted it up, and kissed her passionately.

This time FaMo didn't bother to interrupt their kissing because his mind was occupied by Tristan's story. He was busy figuring out why Tristan had a dream about that fight.

'Is this a vision? Tristan… just saw what might happen in the future. But why? Why Tristan?' FaMo had a bad feeling about Tristan's nightmare.