"Ouch! That hurts!" Monica was dragged away by her mother, laughing as she asked, "I'm proving it by my actions! What made you not believe me?"

She was a grown-up, still making a spectacle of herself here!

This was the hotel lobby!

Belinda dragged her daughter into the elevator without another word, pressed the floor button, and only let go of her hand when the elevator doors closed.

Monica turned her gaze to her mother, "Belinda, do you believe me now?"

"Fine, fine, just stop making a scene!" Belinda rolled her eyes at her, "It's embarrassing! Don't get on my nerves!"

As the elevator ascended, Monica looked at her mother with a mix of trust and doubt.

To prevent any misunderstandings at the dinner appointment later, Monica felt the need to explain herself again, so Belinda would fully believe her!

elevator and returned to their

for you now! Watch closely!" At that, she went straight into

was frightened, "You've always had tight ligaments; don't strain yourself!" She still

believe me now? I'm not pregnant! Don't just assume such serious matters, it could scare me to death! I could

now

she was her daughter, and she had basic upbringing; it was a matter of

and asked seriously, “Does Tristan have time for dinner?" They had just left his

was all in a commanding tone.

of busyness, as she managed a company herself, "And I'm the one inviting him. Is he planning to

reasoning, but... this was all based on a misunderstanding! Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

to

He could definitely refuse!

refuses me today, it can

Monica assured her mother with certainty, “Let's just wait for his message. He'll arrange everything. You can rest for now." "Well, that's good, at

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