Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1414: Only One Room Left

Then, Tristan led Monica towards the inn they had reserved earlier in the day. It was late at night, and even with the lamplights, visibility was not as good as during the day.

As they descended the steps, Tristan said, "Watch your step." He reached out and took her hand, holding it tightly. For the first time in the past several hours, his heart returned to Monica.

Monica's chest tightened, unsure if it was joy or sorrow. She glanced at him, then followed his pace. His face was handsome and elegant, more attractive than any male celebrity in the entertainment industry.

Her hand was held firmly in his palm, their warmth intertwined. He slowed down, considering she was wearing high heels, and didn't let go even after they had descended the steps. For a brief moment, Monica felt like it was all surreal.

Tristan led her to the riverside inn not far away. The girl's brows furrowed slightly, her expression calm and still, neither sad nor happy. She was truly exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

The navigation ended.

and said to the girl beside him, "This is the place." He looked up

inn's name and the unique features at the entrance, such as the two pots of lush

He led her inside. Under

immediately came to greet them, smiling and handing over a room card. "Mr. Norwell, this is your room card, Room 303." Tristan released Monica's hand and

be going in and out together. Security hasn't been great lately, but if you need two cards, we can provide

stopping him in his tracks. Tristan frowned slightly,

and forth between the two. “..." He didn't know what to say. They had just walked in holding hands, so wasn't one room appropriate? Who would book separate rooms for a

embarrassed and stood to the side, biting her lip without saying

told the innkeeper, "Give us another

sorry, but all the rooms are occupied. There are no

entire street. Believe me, there's going to be a grand food festival here in a few days, attracting foodies from all over the country.” S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

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now required real-name registration, and he didn't have her ID number at the time. He thought he could add it