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 at the

the female waitresses smiled and nodded,

had arrived. Monica came back to her senses, "Oh, okay.” She

up at the skyscraper in front of her and, feeling down,

in the elevator, and her mood was clearly not good, very

the calm before

would explain things to Tristan

he had carefully arranged amidst his busy schedule, he was helping her out, and yet her mother

his back to the window. His posture was straight, his

hearing footsteps, he turned his

in," the waiter at the door

line of sight, with no one else behind

already served — more than a dozen, clearly meticulously prepared, the aroma of food filled the air. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

was touched, but also apologetic, her

seem puzzled. Instead, he

waiters understood, bowed respectfully, and left. They considerately closed the door

she had no standing

noticed her swollen eyes and walked towards her, stopping

voice was like a spring breeze, expressing more concern

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