Chapter 1470: Tristan is Catching On

Monica sat in the passenger seat once again, feeling that the atmosphere today was a bit unusual.

After a silence of more than ten seconds, she tried to look at him, feeling that today's Tristan was a bit strange, "What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

“I'm fine." Tristan drove, not turning his head to ask, "What do you want for breakfast?"

“I'm okay with anything, it's up to you." Monica stared at him unwaveringly, "Did you finish your cake? How was it?"

Thinking about the moments from last night, she was quite happy, but didn't dare to show it.

“I brought it home, haven't eaten it yet.” Tristan's tone softened a lot, he wanted to ask who that man was just now, what his relationship was with her, and what was going on with their hugging and cuddling so early in the morning.

But he knew he had no right to ask.

Monica spoke again, reporting the situation to him, "I told my mom the true marital status of my dad last night, she was shocked and didn't believe it."

Tristan didn't respond, focusing on driving, it was unclear what he was thinking.

continued the topic, “But I feel that there's a possibility of them getting back together. I

he?" Tristan's thin lips slightly

Monica found it

"You mean Norberto?" Monica was following the conversation, "The boy in the

"Hmm."

on a trip, I haven't seen him in three years. We were in a tour group in Europe for half a month, he's a photographer,

him in three years? Just

a sigh of relief, as long as he wasn't

he like you?" Tristan asked while

him in surprise, "We never kept in touch! What would he like about me? Did... did you see us hugging? That's just how

words, but he also understood that he had been

still hadn't

he realized that he was in love

of not allowing anyone else to

that girls valued rituals, so even if it was a confession, he wanted to be prepared, not to be

her gaze, "What

an address, you come find me." Tristan had an idea in his

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