Tristan reached his home, and the servant opened the door.
"I don't want to have dinner. Just send coffee to my study," Tristan told the servant at the door. He was on his way upstairs when the servant interrupted him.
"Sir uh ….," the servant stammered.
"What?" Tristan asked as the servant pointed to the sofa. Tristan looked at the direction of the servant's finger and saw his grandparents.
"What are you doing here?" Tristan asked standing in front of his grandparents.
"You brat, you did not answer our calls. We were so worried about you. You're always alone. You should already get married!" Grandma exploded.
"Grandma, you have to understand that I don't like anyone. How can I get married?" he tried to explain. He definitely did not want a loveless marriage like his parents had.
"That's why we are telling you to go meet girls. So that you can get to know them and then get married," Grandma explained.
