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

it then?" The girl changed her question, her suspicion

refute so quickly. His deep eyes softened as he stared into the distance. He had taken great pains

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 always packed, yet he still found

fingers reaching out and intertwining with hers, as

"You've been so kind to me, yet I have nothing to offer you." “Love is not a business deal, it doesn't need to be win-win. 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

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face, "I often think of you — during meals, meetings, walks, before bed, even

overjoyed! Her eyes shone as she