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.

at the time, and then

Mr. Norwell.” One of the female waitresses smiled and

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 fare and got out of

skyscraper in front of her and, feeling down, walked into the first-floor shopping mall lobby to take the elevator

was the only person in the elevator, and her

calm before the

she would explain

his busy schedule, he

with a window on the 58th floor, Tristan stood with his back to

hearing footsteps, he

come in," the waiter

his line of sight, with no one else

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but also apologetic, her expression a bit

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

understood, bowed respectfully, and left. They

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

and walked towards her, stopping in front of her. "What

voice was like a spring breeze,