Chapter 147: Chapter 147: Receiving His Wife’s Divorce Summons

"Tristan," Sophie Hughes called out to stop him. "You saw what happened today. If you go get Noelle now, it’ll only make things worse between her and Joshua. Is that really the outcome you want?"

Joshua Lawson didn’t dare to cry out loud, just choked on his sobs in Sophie Hughes’s arms. Seeing his son’s hurt and miserable expression, Tristan Lawson’s brow furrowed even deeper.

He glanced over at Noelle Sutton. Hugo Sterling was talking with her. With Hugo by her side, he didn’t have to worry.

After a moment of contemplation, he got back into the driver’s seat and drove off.

Back at Westhill Villa, Joshua Lawson stormed into his room and locked the door from the inside.

He had gone to the paper-cutting competition so happily today, only to return in disappointment. ’This is all Mom’s fault!’

"Joshua."

Sophie Hughes stood at the door, trying to coax him out anxiously. "Don’t be sad. Be a good boy and open the door. Whatever’s wrong, you can tell me."

Tristan Lawson had no time to deal with Joshua right now. If he delayed any longer, Noelle Sutton would be leaving the country with Smith tomorrow.

At that moment, he was completely overwhelmed.

He said to Sophie Hughes in a low, heavy voice, "Could you please keep an eye on Joshua? I have to go out."

Sophie Hughes asked with concern, "Joshua is so upset. Are you sure you’re okay leaving him at home?"

"Noelle Sutton is leaving the country with Smith tomorrow."

Sophie Hughes quickly replied, "Oh, alright then. You should go handle things with Noelle. That’s more important. Leave Joshua to me."

"I appreciate it."

With that, Tristan Lawson hurried away.

Sophie Hughes watched his determined back as he left, her fists clenching tightly.

’He’s really starting to care more and more about that mute.’

’All these things Noelle Sutton has been doing lately... it’s all just to get Tristan Lawson’s attention.’

’I can’t wait any longer!’

’If this goes on, it might become impossible to salvage the situation.’

After getting in the car, the first thing Tristan Lawson did was call Hugo Sterling.

When the call connected, Tristan Lawson’s voice was tinged with impatience. "Where are you?"

"Out eating."

Tristan Lawson pressed, "With who?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Why are you asking for so many details about my business? I have the right to remain silent."

"You’re with Noelle Sutton, aren’t you?"

Hugo Sterling pinched the bridge of his nose. "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"Send me your location."

Tristan Lawson’s tone left no room for argument.

"Hello? What did you say? Hello? I can’t hear you... must be a bad signal... Gotta go."

Hugo Sterling hung up.

A raging fire was about to erupt in Tristan Lawson’s eyes.

He picked up his phone and called Secretary Shaw.

As it happened, Secretary Shaw also had something to report to Tristan Lawson.

"CEO Lawson, the graves of Mrs. Lawson’s mother and grandmother have been repaired. Should I inform her?"

"No need. Find out where she is. Also, find out what time her and Smith’s flight is tomorrow."

Tristan Lawson closed his phone and waited for news from Secretary Shaw, the image of Noelle Sutton from earlier today flashing repeatedly in his mind.

’So cold.’

’She didn’t acknowledge me once, from beginning to end.’

’She’d even rather wear the necklace Wyatt Yates gave her than the vocalizing diamond ring I bought for her at the auction.’

’At the charity auction, the moment that vocalizing diamond ring was presented, I knew I wanted to get it for her.’

’My feelings aren’t something for her to trample on!’

’If she won’t accept the gentle approach, then I’ll have to get rough.’

Hugo Sterling walked back into the restaurant and said to Noelle Sutton, "Tristan is looking for you. He just called me. Do you want to see him?"

"No."

The necklace really was convenient.

"But knowing him, if he wants to find you here in Glenwater, he’ll find you quickly."

Wyatt Yates immediately stood up and pulled Noelle Sutton to her feet. "Little Mute, let’s go."

This meal was actually Noelle Sutton’s treat. Hugo Sterling had helped her hire a lawyer for the divorce proceedings, and since she was leaving the country tomorrow, she wanted to thank him properly.

If Tristan Lawson really did show up, it could interfere with her plans to leave tomorrow. She conveyed to Hugo Sterling, "Let me treat you to a meal another time. I don’t want to see him."

Hugo Sterling stood up as well. "Noelle, I can’t speak for other people’s tempers, but I know Tristan’s very well. Even if you avoid him today, what about tomorrow? If you don’t clear the air with him, I’m afraid you’ll have a hard time making your flight."

Avoidance was only a temporary solution.

Wyatt Yates’s expression darkened. "Hugo Sterling, are you here to be Tristan Lawson’s mouthpiece?"

Wyatt Yates didn’t know Tristan Lawson, but Noelle Sutton knew him all too well. She signed to Wyatt, "He’s telling the truth."

Subsequently, Noelle Sutton instructed Wyatt Yates to tell Tristan Lawson that she was there.

’With two other people by her side, she didn’t have to worry.’

’It really was time for them to clear the air once and for all.’

Hugo Sterling sent the restaurant’s address to Tristan Lawson.

However, for Noelle Sutton’s safety, he then sent a text to arrange for a few bodyguards to be stationed downstairs.

The last time, Tristan Lawson had used force on her, and there was no guarantee it wouldn’t happen again. Since it was his suggestion to have Tristan come over, he had to ensure Noelle Sutton’s safety.

When Tristan Lawson arrived at the restaurant, he found that besides Hugo Sterling, Wyatt Yates was also there.

The two men were sitting on either side of Noelle Sutton.

Tristan Lawson’s expression was incredibly dark.

He walked over to Hugo Sterling and said coldly, "You, move aside."

"We just started eating, and I’ve already used my utensils. I don’t want to move."

’He had to protect Noelle. He couldn’t let Tristan Lawson get near her!’

Tristan Lawson was here to take her home, not to start a fight, so he sat down nearby.

Noelle Sutton didn’t acknowledge him.

He lit a cigarette, trying to calm himself. His cold eyes fixed on Noelle Sutton. "I disciplined our son today. When are you planning on coming home?"

"I’m not."

Just then, Tristan Lawson’s phone rang. It was a call from Secretary Shaw.

Tristan Lawson answered.

"CEO Lawson, I haven’t located Mrs. Lawson yet, but a courier just delivered a court summons for the divorce proceedings she filed..."

An instant layer of frost seemed to coat Tristan Lawson’s cold eyes.

"Understood."

Tristan Lawson closed his phone, his voice cold and heavy. "As far as I’m concerned, I haven’t treated you poorly all these years. The only thing I owe you is a wedding, and I’ve already said I’d make it up to you. What more do you want? Do you really have to drag this out until we see each other in court?"

"Yes!"

Her hand sign was firm, without a trace of hesitation.

’It wasn’t like she hadn’t tried to negotiate with him.’

’He was the one who was impossible to negotiate with.’

The atmosphere in the entire private room grew exceptionally heavy.

"Maybe the problem isn’t with our marriage..." Tristan Lawson forcefully stubbed his cigarette out in the ashtray beside him and shot a look at Wyatt Yates. "...but that you have someone on the side!"

’In the seven years before Wyatt Yates showed up, everything between them was calm.’

’The moment he appeared, she started demanding a divorce.’

’Cajoling her didn’t work, and compromising didn’t work either.’

’Besides this, he honestly couldn’t think of any other reason for their problems.’

"Tristan Lawson! What are you talking about? After all the shameless things you’ve done, you’re trying to sling mud at the Little Mute?"

Wyatt Yates was absolutely fuming.

Hugo Sterling couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for Tristan Lawson. ’Is this how you act when you’re trying to coax someone to come home?’

’He’s just digging himself into a deeper hole!’