Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1386: Can't Leave For A Moment

"Miss Swain, our Mr. Norwell has an extremely high taste,” Saskia Holt praised as she led Monica into the president's office.

The room was spacious and bright, with a casual and natural layout. The sound of flowing water filled the air, and a large tank housed turtles and fish.

Monica's expression softened as she slowly looked around the room. Her gaze landed on his desk.

Although Tristan was not there, she could imagine him making plans and strategizing in the office.

She envisioned his tall, slender figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows with his hands behind his back.

She felt his presence in the air. Being in his office made her feel very close to him. Monica suddenly felt a bit envious of Saskia Holt.

Being the president's assistant and working closely with Tristan day and night seemed like such a happy experience.

"Miss Swain, what would you like to drink? We only have mocha and latte here," Saskia Holt asked warmly, closing the computer.

An important guest could not be neglected!

Because she knew that this girl was undoubtedly the future president's wife, her intuition and that of her master couldn't be wrong. Mr. Norwell's doting head pat had confirmed it.

Monica replied with a smile, her demeanor appearing particularly polite

make yourself comfortable,” Saskia Holt said with a smile before leaving

felt envious but not jealous or resentful. She

an affectionate head pat in front

she

over a cup of mocha. "Thank you," Monica said, taking it with both hands as she sat down on the sofa by the

"You're welcome, Miss Swain.”

familiar footsteps approached from the doorway.

surprised. "Hello, Mr. Norwell," she greeted him quickly, grabbing a document from the table and swiftly leaving

spacious office, only the two

fell on Monica as he walked

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her. "I don't need to do much for the work. I just

done

he spoke, his deep, gentle gaze stayed on

always made him

awkward again. Why had she come here? Was she worried about him? She couldn't say that

he figured