When Melody tried to touch Luke, Tristan immediately pushed his sister's hand away so she wouldn't touch his son. He looked so angry when the woman tried to get close to him.
"Don't you dare touch my son. I don't want him to even know you," he said coldly and harshly.
The anger he had been harboring since last night still lingered. And what happened this morning was an outburst of last night's anger.
"Come on, what's wrong with me wanting to be close to my nephew? Besides, Luke himself seems curious about who I am. Right, Darlin?" Melody acted so sweet in front of him.
Luke didn't understand what was going on. He had never seen his father so angry at someone, especially someone he didn't even know. He tried to look at his mother, as if asking what was going on and if he could talk to the woman.
Evelyne responded by shaking her head, indicating that he should not talk to her. The boy could only nod his head and continue eating his breakfast.
