"Alright." Tom Fritz gladly agreed.

With a gentle expression, he stepped forward and stood in front of Monica, "Miss Swain, please?" He seemed like a humble gentleman. That darn Tristan!

Wasn't he always punctual?

Why was he late?

Was he even coming?

Monica feared that Tristan might suddenly change his mind, so she wanted to stall for time. She raised the corner of her lips and looked at the man in front of her, “Thank you."

Watching the two young people walk towards the flower bushes, Belinda and Mrs. Fritz felt reassured as they gazed at their backs. "These two make a good match," Mrs. Fritz smiled, looking at Belinda, "Monica is so beautiful, just like you."

Belinda smiled back, "I didn't expect you to still love growing roses so much that you even filled your son's yard with them."

"I have a soft spot for roses,” Mrs. Fritz invited her, "Let's go in and have some tea first. Let the young ones have their own time; they have their own way of communicating."

a feeling that her daughter would definitely

the living room with peace of mind, occasionally

full of vast swaths of roses, all of which Monica

particular fondness for roses, but the flowers were beautiful and worth admiring. Most importantly, she needed to stall for

Tristan still hadn't

know what his

Tom Fritz walked beside her,

and took a closer look, "Indeed!

was a mix of orange and brown, with a hint of shimmering gold; moreover, the fully bloomed

of floral fragrances

is... Tom Fritz?" Monica turned her eyes, "I want to ask, do you have any age requirements for your other

expect her to initiate the matchmaking topic herself. Suddenly, he felt that she was different from others, a rather

he looked into her lively eyes, and the corner of Tom Fritz's

your profile that you're 35 this year; can you accept someone ten years younger than you, like me?" sᴇaʀᴄh

depends on the

"So, you really don't have any age requirements? You can even accept someone more than ten

"Right."

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