Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1369: For His Daughter, Swain's Dad Takes the Initiative

Under the night sky, the dazzling city lights shone as the departing Maybach car moved at a moderate pace. Tristan sat in the spacious driver's seat, his face illuminated by a soft light that made him even more captivating. A song played in the car, its lyrics particularly fitting and calming. Somehow, Monica had entered Tristan's heart, replacing Claire's position.

The car window rolled down, and the vehicle moved at a leisurely pace, allowing the cool breeze to blow in. Tristan's smile was incredibly gentle, and he suddenly enjoyed the present situation, liking the slower pace of this relationship. Taking things slow wasn't impulsive; it was sincere, full of ritual, and particularly thoughtful. It also allowed them to better understand their own hearts.

outside. The mother-daughter relationship had reached an impasse. Belinda's mood wasn't great either; she opened the wine cabinet, took a bottle of red wine, and sat on the sofa. Her thoughts involuntarily went back twenty years, as she breathed in the same air

with Algerone Swain, and she was angry because she cared. On the same night, at the Swain family villa, the house was brightly lit but seemed somewhat desolate. Algerone Swain stood alone on the balcony, his tall figure backlit, a lit cigarette between his fingers.

for the sake of his daughter's happiness, his relationship with Belinda couldn't continue like this. Life was short, and it was time for reconciliation. That night, the once-loving couple had a sleepless night, both thinking of each

the hotel doorbell rang. Belinda, who had risen early since she couldn't sleep, went to the door, thinking it was the cleaning lady. As she opened the door, preparing to say there was no need for cleaning, she saw Algerone Swain, dressed in a suit and holding a large bouquet of roses. Belinda's eyes widened in shock, as they hadn't seen each other in nearly twenty years. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

at his temples and traces of time etched on his face. In Algerone Swain's eyes, his ex-wife was still as beautiful as ever, whether in figure or clothing. As their eyes met, Belinda felt

causing her to quickly react and try to close the door. Algerone Swain,