Chapter 1708 The Kind Monica

“You are Monica, you are my most beloved girl,” Tristan squatted in front of her, gripped her slightly cool fingers tightly, looked up and gazed at her, his deep eyes filled with earnestness.

The girl took a deep breath, endured the heartache, and asked softly, "Did Dad say anything to you?" She wanted to know.

Tristan shook his head, "No."

The two looked at each other, and a breeze blew by. What lingered between him and her was a long silence.

Monica's heart felt like being pricked by needles, aching all over. "Algerone and Belinda love you very much, Monica, this is a fact,” Tristan's deep eyes flickered slightly, "You also love them a lot right? After so many years, going back to find who your biological parents are and what reasons caused you to separate, actually... I think it's meaningless.”

Tristan knew this was cruel, but he had to persuade her to accept this fact and that her current life was not too bad either.

if she

would be planted in her heart, and she would not be happy in the days to

constantly

cried and said, "I just can't accept for

need blood ties,” the man brushed aside her hair that was blown to her face by the wind, and hugged her shoulders affectionately, looking at her indulgently, "Monica, you are a lucky girl to have met such good dad and mom. This is also a gift from

arms. "Monica, I understand your shock and feelings, but when you calm down and think about it, if you ask and they tell you

know. She really

gently again, "Are you going to recognize your original parents? Apart from blood

to recognize my original parents at all. I don't want to know about my background. I love Algerone and Belinda. I only love them," Monica shook her head and said firmly with tears, “I love Dad and Mom deeply, even more than I love myself, so I hope with all my heart that they

the kind Monica decided, "I'll act as if I know nothing.

"Okay, shall we...

thought for a while, "I want to

go and

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