Jealousy.

Chapter 71.

Anastasia's POV

I finally let out of the cat out of my bag. My daughter scoffed, I could see the tears swelling up in her eyes. I tried hugging her, but she pushed me away.

I stood up from the edge of the bed before her rage increased. "I am very sorry. To be very honest, I meant to do it. It was not my intention. I tried looking for him, and I just found out that he is your father." I tried explaining it to her.

"Give her time to rest. She would think it through herself." Tristan held my shoulder, while he assisted me out of the room, while my eyes were still fixated on my daughter. She didn't even bother to move her eyes to where I was at all.

I hope she doesn't get angry for a very long time. I reached Tristan's room. "She must be finding it very hard to process. It is something that was unimaginable. I didn't even believe it at first when I got to know about it. That was the only reason why I would come, and ask you what it was." He sat me on the bed while he massaged