Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1415: Both Thinking of Each Other

The stairs in the inn were narrow, and it was a bit crowded for two people to walk side by side. Moreover, they had to turn a corner soon. In such a stilted inn, the floors were never too high, and the layout was almost the same. The tall Tristan led the way, holding her hand tightly, guiding her step by step to the third floor.

In front of room 303, he swiped the card to enter without letting go of her hand. It felt like an older brother taking care of his younger sister. After entering, he inserted the key card, and the whole room lit up. The lighting was warm and yellow, the walls were made of wood panels, and there were ancient murals decorating them. It was a spacious room with a large bed.

wide, with neatly arranged yellow bedding and two heart-shaped pillows, giving

said as he helped her sit on the edge of the bed before letting go of her hand. He knelt on one knee in front of her, opened the medicine bottle, and placed it on the ground. Tristan then carefully lifted her injured foot

moving with extreme care. At that moment, he seemed as professional as a doctor. The girl stared at him up close, feeling a bit nervous and her heart racing. She wanted to say thank you, but hesitated, biting her lip as a faint blush spread across her

red and swollen. Tristan frowned and looked at her with evident concern. Their eyes met, and Monica blinked quickly before smiling and saying, “It doesn't hurt, really, not at

deeply into her eyes for a moment, sighed, picked up the medicine bottle, and began applying it gently to her injury. He even blew on it from time to time, afraid of causing her pain. His attentiveness and gentleness, as well as the guilt and remorse buried in his heart,

but the situation had been urgent. “I'm sorry, Monica," he said as he gently massaged the medicine into her injury, trying to make it work as effectively as possible. Looking up at her, he

warmth in her heart. At that moment, there was no Claire between them - only him and her. "I'm already a grown-up, and I don't need to be taken care of,” she said with a smile. "It was my own carelessness that caused the twist. Next time, I'll be more careful and won't cause you any trouble.” Hearing her words, Tristan felt even more guilty. He looked away and said, "You don't have to go downstairs tomorrow. Just rest here and let your