Elisa's pov
Rin sighed.
"Her body is indeed weak and she might not be able to conceive in the first three chances but Elisa is not barren."
"Are you sure?" Tristan twitched his brows.
Rin nodded her head.
"Even though the chances are very low, she can give birth."
I clenched either side of my nightdress.
Rin got up from the bed and slowly walked over to Tristan.
"Stop being narcissistic all the time!" Her lips whispered to him.
"Me? Narcissistic?" Tristan's hands dropped to his sides.
"Elisa is doing her best…can't you be a little supportive?"
"I am supportive!"
His voice answered coldly.
She glared at him.
"Don't be like Father, Tristan." Her words murmured and she walked out of the room in distress.
Tristan looked into my eyes.
"I am staying, right?" My unsure voice asked his final decision.
The result was a mix of emotions.
