Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1531: Must Let Her Through Unconditionally

Meeting his gaze, Monica listened to him earnestly, a radiant smile playing on her lips, dazzling to behold. Tristan took her hand, rubbing it in his palm, gazing at her with deep affection as if time had come to a standstill. At this moment, she looked incredibly beautiful in his eyes. Monica quickly recovered, withdrawing her hand from his and hurriedly closing the thermos bowl. "I... I have to go now, got a bit of work to do.” She couldn't disrupt him too much during work hours. Actually, she had nothing to do, but she wanted to stick to him every second. She had to control herself!

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"No need, Mr. CEO," she giggled and declined.

Tristan's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You didn't call me that during the video call. Try calling me that again?"

"Call you what?" The girl turned her eyes to him, looking puzzled.

He gazed at her with an extremely gentle look, "Think about it? Did you really forget?"

She thought seriously, when “Tristan’ popped up in her mind, Monica blushed instantly! Seeing him staring at her, his gaze growing increasingly strange.

ahead with your work, I have to go now." Then she quickly picked up the thermos bowl and

on your way, send me a message when you

"l know!"

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ran off like a little rabbit, disappearing from

the doorway where her figure had disappeared, a deeper smile lingered on Tristan's lips, a warm feeling spreading in his heart. The departing Monica

she felt as if spring

on the first floor, the receptionists watched her leave, her joyous demeanor initiated a flurry of

internet has dug up that Miss Swain's parents are divorced, her family background might not be

off." “That's for sure, but... I think Mr. Norwell is too perfect, no

for the rest of his life, right? Even

as they talked, their voices

the door of the exclusive gold-plated elevator opened, Tristan, with his hands in his pockets, walked towards

receptionists greeted him loudly and respectfully, a little scared, wondering if he had

cold and commanding, he asked, "Have you been watching