Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1430: Tristan Gets Hurt

"Brother!"

"Brother! Have you come up with a good name for your baby yet?" “Brother! How about I give the baby a name? I've been writing novels for so many years, and I'm really good at naming characters! Is your wife expecting a boy or a girl?"

In the inn.

Monica took a hot shower, changed into clean clothes, and came out of the bathroom. She smelled the aroma of ginger soup.

Tristan brought a steaming bowl of soup to her. "Here, drink this while it's hot. I borrowed the innkeeper's pot to make it. The temperature should be just right and not too hot.”

The girl looked at Tristan, completely soaked, with water droplets dripping from his hair, and felt a pang of guilt.

Had he gone to make ginger soup without even wiping his hair dry? Tristan's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he carefully observed her. Monica stared back at him, her lips pursed. Overwhelmed with emotion, the usually carefree girl felt an urge to cry.

Tristan had saved her life, and she owed him a great debt.

The man held the bowl, facing her tearful gaze. "What's wrong?" he worried. "Is something hurting you?"

The girl sniffed. "No." She quickly took the bowl from his hands. "You should go take a shower so you don't catch a cold.” She cared about him too.

her and, seeing no serious issues, turned to

she watched his retreating figure, Monica could not even say thank you. Somehow, she

had jumped from such a high place

cold

bowl of ginger soup, she felt its weight as

room was already heated, and she felt warm after her shower. She had dried her hair halfway before coming

ginger soup, which was somewhat pungent and full of ginger, Monica found it sweeter than

sound of running water came from the

was an

had been pushed down and still hadn't

to her and embraced her, she

confidently swam with her towards the river's surface. In the seconds before she lost consciousness, she leaned against him and felt a sense

she believed he could give

In the steam-filled bathroom.

his shirt when he felt a pulling pain

a muffled groan, his eyebrows slightly

that

the mirror, and saw that his blood had likely stuck to his clothes and formed