Chapter 1205 Life's Playscript

Gazing at the number, Rowan was puzzled, wondering why suddenly she replied to it.

In Clarke Villa, the light in Tristan's room was still on.

Zack bypassed his room and stood at his door for a long time, wondering why Tristan hadn't gone to bed.

Zack knocked on the door gently.

"Enter, please." Tristan turned around while standing before the window.

His father in pajamas entered. "Why are you still up, Tristan? What's eating you?" Zack didn't think he was bothered by work as everything went well in the company.

While approaching him, Zack seemed to learn something from his expression. "How's it going between you and the girl?"

window. "Probably... we don't have the fate to fall in love," he answered thoughtfully. Although he refused to listen to Claire, his hunch told him the answer. Zack felt sorry for his son. Tristan was an outstanding man and deserved to

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a saying? One has read his life's playscript in Heaven." Zack stared at the moon outside the window. "We've chosen our current play scripts because we've seen something worth picking it.

wanted to

effort to calmly accept things happening in his

her at the first sight,” Tristan said, "Whenever

invite her for dinner and send

would scare Claire away. Claire was different

The night was deep.

got up, Finnley dropped Mya at the house with a suitcase full of her clothes. Earlier,

Claire, Mom? Has she gone on a

a whole day with her bestie yesterday. Still sleeping in."

"I'll stay here for

here long ago. I

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