Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1487: Monica Stumbles Upon Them "Auntie, actually it's not..."

"Tristan," Violet interrupted him softly, “can you let me finish speaking first?" She knew he was busy and was trying to save his time.

Tristan met her gaze and nodded respectfully, "Please go on.”

Violet's appreciative eyes stayed on his face. He was always dignified, and his elegant, handsome face was refreshing.

“Tristan, today I want to entrust Claire to you, because only in this way can I feel at ease." Violet sighed lightly and said to him very sincerely, "We liked you before, and we still think you're the most reliable. Only you can bring happiness to our Claire.”

Looking at the middle-aged woman's emotional speech, Tristan stood tall, his smile warm, "Auntie, first of all, thank you for your trust and appreciation, but a gentleman does not take away the beloved of others. Dr. Watson is a very responsible man, and he can give Claire happiness.”

"No." The woman shook her head, "Tristan, Rowan Watson will only bring harm to Claire; his profession is noble but also high-risk.”

Violet explained to him, "Currently, the relationship is not handled properly, and in the future, there will invariably be medical disputes, right?" She dared not imagine.

smiled slightly, “I am

him incredulously. Her first reaction was that it was impossible,

of his coffee, knowing she wouldn't believe it. His deep eyes carried a touch of tenderness as he told her, "It's the girl who was with

by his side. She initially thought that the girl

started to clarify, "So, I wasn't the first one to find Claire, we weren't

this really pierced the

half-believingly, and

reason why he and Monica went to the orphanage. From the cause to the process and

Violet believed his words. Her heart sank heavily, and

his coffee, patiently waiting for

time, a taxi stopped on the road

of the car, her boots stepping in the snow. Thinking of the scene where Tristan was holding her hand to catch dolls, she was in a good mood. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

next to the coffee

she glanced at the license plate, Monica's steps faltered, and she muttered