Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2025: The Borrowed Kiss

"Alright, let's begin filming," the director sat in his chair, watching the screen in front of him, holding the walkie-talkie and announcing, "Everyone, get ready. 3, 2, 1, action!"

Everyone rooted themselves at the foot of the mountain, this slope not too steep, with steps. Two people walked side by side, appearing on the screen, heading towards the steps. The photographers followed behind.

Along this path, the two had no dialogue, but the shots captured the complex feelings in their hearts, as well as their subtle side profiles. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Male lead Tristan mistakenly fell in love with Zoe after losing his memory, but once his memories returned, it all seemed like a dream, a nightmare owing to two girls.

Zoe had already fallen in love with him, unable to extricate herself from this love.

He just wanted to find an opportunity to explain to her, to apologize... because he realized he was deeply in love with Riverflow... his love for that girl had already penetrated deep into his bones, even though sometimes she was as stubborn as a hedgehog.

But Tristan still wanted to marry her.

climbing was Zoe's invitation, she said this would

reaching the mountaintop, there

tall trees blocking the view, the surroundings were wide open, with some wildflowers

gusts of mountain wind carried the scent of flowers

felt great, standing against the wind, everything in

the distance, standing confidently with hands behind his

brow lightly furrowed, her heart and eyes full of him, just looking at her without blinking, brewing emotions

director on the mountaintop saw this scene through the screen, feeling very satisfied, the shooting angle was also very

to Riverflow, so I won't be possessive,

I can't control this feeling of love for you, since you regained your memory, I have been struggling internally for half a year..." A strong wind blew in, making

messed up by the wind, freely dancing in front of her cheeks, her lightly furrowed brow

his gaze, finally looking directly into her eyes, their gazes