Surprised Wife With Twins

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"Tristan!" Jennifer took Tristan's arm and saw his red, swollen lips, feeling sorry for him. Then she checked on Rowan and saw his face was also wounded. "You guys... Alas..." she sighed in frustration.

Ivan gazed at Tristan determinedly. Finally, Tristan gave up, repressed his fury, and put down his fist.

Ivan wouldn't let the two men fight again, thinking they were too childish.

Rowan glanced around coldly, so the onlookers hurriedly left the scene. After calming down, Tristan darted to Daphne icily.

The latter visibly shuddered under his gaze, and her expression changed. Daphne was afraid he would disclose what had happened in the bar the previous night.

"You'd better behave yourself!" Tristan warned her sternly.

Daphne almost stopped breathing in fear.

Others didn't know what had happened, looking at her.

Tristan warned her, stressing each syllable, "If you still play dirty tricks, you'd better find someone to bury your corpse first. I won't let go of you easily."

paled, her heart

"Tristan!" Jennifer immediately stopped him. "You are injured. Come with me. Let me deal with your wounds," she said anxiously in worry. Tristan was in a lousy mood. He wouldn't have been here if Eason hadn't stayed

he disliked being here. "If you go to work like this, how will you respond

she could tell Tristan was seething

and mature and seldom did he become so

dragged her into the hospital

her gaze in a sense of guilt. Then Claire pulled Rowan into the lobby as well. Although many

couldn't understand why men liked hitting

Eason's ward suite, Tristan sat on the couch with a

his wounds. "Fortunately, no paparazzi were around earlier. Otherwise, I wonder what they'll

love each other and are dating now, you should send them your blessings generously.” Tristan still looked stern. "I can send them my blessings, but why did

taken

him. He betrayed her." "Was it a misunderstanding?" Jennifer trusted

her

Jennifer was tongue-tied.

female doctor applied an ointment to Rowan's wounds, feeling sorry for him. "Dean Watson, it'll hurt a bit. Please tolerate it." She tried her best

but couldn't do anything. She also wondered if Tristan was doing OK, worried about him as a friend. “I'm sorry,” Claire said in self-blame. "It's all because of me." Tears welled up in