Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1245 She Trusted Him Somehow Tristan's tall, slender figure receded in her sight. However, Monica felt a sense of security when being with him, warmth traveling in her chest. She believed he would hail a cab for sure. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Shortly after, Tristan strode towards Monica with a taxi following him. In the wind, Tristan picked up Monica's suitcase with one hand and held her wrist with the other, taking her towards the taxi.

Monica followed him in the taxis direction.

After putting the suitcase into the trunk, Tristan pulled the rear door for her. "Sit in." His big hand protectively held her back.

He didn't let go of her wrist before she bent over and sat in the car, thinking she was so slim that she would be blown away.

"Where are you going?" The driver asked after seeing Tristan sit in. The next second, the was a downpour outside the car. The sounds of the raindrops filled the air.

"Darci Manor, please," Monica answered and looked at Tristan, "What about you?"

Tristan was slightly taken aback, furrowing his brows in confusion. The driver looked at him. "Sir, where is your destination? Let me see if you are going in the same direction. If not, I'll decide which way to go first.”

Monica was puzzled and nudged Tristan. "He's asking you, Tristan. Where are you going?"

darted at her and said to the driver, "I'm also going to

right.” The driver started

Monica gaped at him. "Why are you following me? Are you on a trip willfully without any

tongue-tied. A while later, she reminded him, "You know what? It's not my house,

stared at her, his eyes glittering in interest. "Did I ask you

fight. Arching an eyebrow, she asked, "Anyway, just a reminder. I cannot

and looked as if she could enter the manor for sure.

almost three hours. I'll take a nap. You can't take advantage of me." Then she gave

glanced at her

against the seat back, closed her eyes, and

subconsciously leaned toward Tristan's shoulder. Suddenly, her phone rang

the caller ID and swiped to answer, "Hello, Daniel." She muffled, "I've got off my flight. Is it

a banquet tonight. Many boys will attend it. You can pick up whoever you like," a girl chirped in a pleasant voice, “I'm waiting for you,

lucky that Tristan didn't hear Daniel's words as the

after exchanging a few words with her. Then she

tilted and