Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1400: They Are Also There

"If they are two people who truly love each other and have missed each other for so many years, that's truly a pity." Tristan thought of the long years that had passed and felt a touch of sadness. "I feel that your mom is in your dad's heart, and she occupies a very important position.”

"My mom is just occasionally stubborn, otherwise they wouldn't have divorced. In other aspects, she's really great," the girl affirmed.

At this moment, Monica's hand was still tightly held by Tristan.

She looked ahead, feeling the warmth from his palm and opened her heart to chat with him. "But after all these years, I'm not quite clear about her true thoughts because she never talks to me about my dad and doesn't allow me to mention him."

“That's because she cares,” Tristan said. "Because she cares, there's still resentment.” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She thought, perhaps... if that's the case, it's a good thing.

"So, should we help them?" Tristan turned his eyes, asking expectantly. "How to help?”

"They've been awkwardly getting along for so many years; now they both need a way out.” Tristan took a mature perspective. “We need to take it slow, think carefully at every step, or else we'll be doing more harm than good."

"So, after we come back, should we create opportunities for them?" Monica was full of anticipation.

"Yes."

should we do

"Let me think

her eyes full

the two chatted, their hands still held together. The girl's thoughts returned to herself, and she felt awkward again

her hand directly mean that he

struggle, was that a kind

sure that this

her cheeks turned slightly red, feeling her sweaty

go of her hand, and the girl's tense nerves seemed

uneasy but of course, also very

feeling was the

town, the stilted houses along the river had become the biggest feature here. They were very distinctive and full of character. With the passage of

specially for this place were here

place with a

early morning,

the river were faintly visible, and the green-tiled wooden buildings next to them seemed to tell the stories

was a room with two beds, bright yellow bedding and sheets, and a warm wooden house with heating. Even in winter, it didn't feel

eyes opened in a daze. She suddenly became sober and