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.

and, seeing no serious issues, turned to enter the

retreating figure, Monica could not even say thank

jumped from such a high

a cold day, into such cold

ginger soup, she felt its weight as she sat down on the

already heated, and she felt warm after her shower. She had dried her hair

sips of ginger soup, which was somewhat pungent and full of ginger, Monica found

the sound of running

the moment she was pushed into the river. It was an unprecedented fear, even more terrifying than when she encountered a

down and still

second Tristan swam to her and embraced her, she felt as

she lost consciousness, she leaned against him and felt a sense of security

much; she believed he could give her hope for

In the steam-filled bathroom.

off his shirt when he felt a pulling pain in his

his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Had he

that he had indeed

saw that his blood had likely stuck to his