Chapter 1377: Tristan Asks Her Out

The girl unintentionally caught a glimpse of his incoming call from the corner of her eye. It was Kevin, and he had rejected the call, but she didn't say anything. Her heart felt inexplicably warm, just like the sun of that day.

The early winter streets were lined with trees. As the wind blew, large patches of leaves remaining on the branches fell, resembling dancing butterflies. The scene was bleak yet pleasing to the eye.

The dappled sunlight shone selflessly on them.

Eason was a child, and he didn't talk much. From time to time, he used the support of both sides to lift his whole body, and occasionally kicked the large patches of leaves on the ground with his little feet.

His thoughts were empty, and he had no worries.

“Is it tiring to take care of a child?" Tristan started a conversation, glancing at the girl.

"Not tiring at all. I think children are fun and innocent," she said with a beaming smile. "Sometimes, when talking with Eason, you'll find it's a kind of spiritual baptism."

Except for Jennifer occasionally taking him out for a stroll, he had no chance to leave the hospital and was confined there day after day.

Eason was extraordinarily

the opportunity to ask the girl beside him, "Have you

was looking straight ahead. Who was he asking? It

expectant. Was he going to ask her

go on a business trip to a nearby town. My assistant is quite busy

by his request. Why did he want her

realized it was abrupt and quickly explained, "There's a project there, and sometimes, from a girl's perspective, you

made Monica feel a little disappointed,

yet, and he had a schedule for

pick you up at the hotel lobby tomorrow, and we'll take the high-speed train

"Alright."

remained silent for the rest of the

felt that the sunlight was especially warm today, and she couldn't help but

was calm, perhaps related to his

as she thought about it. How uncontrollable her daughter had become as she grew up! Since she

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