Surprised Wife With Twins

Tristan stood in front of her, towering over her by a head, looking down at the hand she had wrapped around his arm. Monica saw that he might not refuse, so she let go again, clasped her hands together, and smiled, making a pleading gesture, "Please!"

"So, what do you need me to do?" Tristan's voice was low and magnetic, and he seemed to be considering, “I can help, but I won't sell myself.”

Pit!

The girl couldn't help but laugh at his joke, and after thinking seriously, she said, "First, I'll deal with my mom. If you agree, I'll call you later because my mom never plays by the rules.” The man's thin lips opened slightly, “I'll be very busy today."

"So, you agree?" Monica was overjoyed.

smile, and she happily said to him, "It's okay,

can't, I'll ask for your help!" "Or... let's meet when you're free tomorrow. I just want her to give up completely!" As she said this,

and then turned to leave. "I'll take that as a yes!" Monica watched his retreating figure, a sparkle in her beautiful dark

owed her a favor and also didn't dislike the girl. Monica watched as he walked into the company building surrounded by people, talking about what must have been a big project. She could

until his figure disappeared that she left. After spending too much time at the hotel, she was bored. Monica then went to the riverside, enjoying a walk in the warm

a red dress approached. The woman had her hair loose, looking young, but she wore no makeup, and her complexion was poor. Her pale face gave a chilling impression. Monica

her gloomy eyes. Was she... the girl who

walking, aware that the woman in the red dress was staring at her, feeling puzzled. In the end, Daphne blocked her path, stopping her in her tracks. Monica's chest tightened, and she sidestepped to leave, but Daphne followed, blocking her way again,

in such a manner. It was because the woman in red had a gloomy aura and might not be mentally stable. "You like Rowan too, right?" Daphne got straight to

What Rowan?