Surprised Wife With Twins

Outside the window, the last hint of twilight disappeared, and the city's lights began to shine. The early winter night always arrived quickly. The entire curved glass window was clean and bright, without any reflection, offering a clear view of the bustling night scene.

Tristan arrived early, as a matter of etiquette.

He left all his work to Kevin and glanced at his watch, estimating that Monica and her mother should be arriving soon.

Somehow, Tristan felt a bit nervous, as this was the first time he was meeting Monica's mother.

He treated the situation cautiously.

Thinking of Monica, many scenes played like a film in his mind: their first blind date, their encounter in England, and when she dragged Claire in front of him...

Unknowingly, they had spent so much time together.

She was straightforward and genuine. Her expressions, her words, and her actions all left a unique impression on Tristan.

He agreed to pretend to be her boyfriend and help her avoid blind dates because he didn't dislike her.

"Mr. Norwell, may we serve the dishes now?" The waiter at the door asked as a reminder.

to his senses, glanced at the time, and then looked

the female waitresses

backseat that they had arrived. Monica came back to her senses, "Oh, okay.” She paid the fare and got

had mentioned that it was the 58th floor. She looked up at the skyscraper in front of her and, feeling down, walked into the first-floor

person in the elevator, and her mood was

sensed the calm

would explain things to Tristan when

a dinner he had carefully arranged amidst his busy schedule, he was helping her out, and

stood with his back to the window. His posture was straight, his dark eyes shimmering with a faint light, noble

footsteps, he

the waiter at the

line of sight, with no one

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apologetic,

didn't seem puzzled. Instead, he waved to the waiters at the

respectfully, and left. They considerately

at a distance, feeling wronged and wanting to speak to him, but found she had no standing and didn't know where to begin. “I'm sorry, I wasted your

noticed her swollen eyes and walked towards her, stopping in front of her.

like a spring breeze, expressing more concern than