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.

glanced at the time, and

Mr. Norwell.” One of the female waitresses smiled

while, the taxi stopped downstairs. The driver reminded the girl in the backseat that they had arrived. Monica came back to her senses, "Oh, okay.” She paid

the 58th floor. She looked up at the skyscraper in front of her and, feeling down, walked into the first-floor shopping mall

the only person in the elevator, and

calm before

lips, wondering how she would explain things to

a dinner he had carefully arranged amidst his busy schedule, he was helping her out, and yet her mother hadn't

private room with a window on the 58th floor, Tristan stood with his back to the window. His posture was straight, his dark eyes shimmering with

he

the waiter at the

of sight, with

that all the dishes were already served — more than a dozen, clearly meticulously prepared, the aroma of

touched, but also apologetic,

mother hadn't come, but Tristan didn't seem puzzled. Instead, he waved to

bowed respectfully, and left. They considerately

to him, but found she had no standing and didn't know where to begin. “I'm

walked towards her,

spring breeze, expressing