Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1539: What Are the Odds?

“Let's go, too." Tristan finally felt relieved, wrapping his arm around Monica, and guiding her to the passenger side of the car. He opened the car door for her, feeling as if he was taking the first step of a long march.

Monica was a bit puzzled. Everything was fine when they arrived. How did the car tire get damaged while they were just having a meal? What are the odds?

Tristan got into the driver's seat, buckled up, and started the car. Glancing sideways, he noticed the girl staring at him unblinkingly, her eyes filled with suspicion.

"What's wrong?" he asked, smiling a bit sheepishly.

"Did you puncture the tire?" Monica asked, her tone more curious than accusatory.

laughed, "Wasn't I dining with you all? I didn't even

you have someone else do it then?" The girl

his gaze forward, his face still wearing a smile. This time, he did not refute so quickly. His deep eyes softened as he stared into the distance. He had taken great

the clever girl, already knew the answer and did not ask further. She remained silent, her heart filled with gratitude. Tristan was really good; he treated her matters as his own and did so earnestly. Running such a large company must keep him very busy. A CEO's daily schedule is

with hers, as if transmitting a bit of strength, "Don't worry,

I'm happy to give; there's no need for repayment,” Tristan, driving the car, glanced at her, his eyes filled with laughter, "I just want you to be happy.” Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

against her cheek, "I want you to be happy, too. I am very

of you — during meals, meetings, walks, before bed,

eyes shone as she looked at