Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1517: Love Hidden In The Details

Chapter 1517: Love Hidden in the Details

Upon hearing these words, Monica suddenly realized something and shyly looked towards Tristan. Tristan, however, draped his arm around her shoulder, his expression gentle. “It's okay, ma'am. As long as Monica is happy, we should live our own lives without fearing the media," he said.

Monica pursed her lips and looped her arm through his, looking up at his handsome profile with admiration. He was not only good-looking but also down-to-earth! Belinda too was satisfied with Tristan's attitude towards her daughter, her expression softened considerably.

“Let's go, hurry, help me arrange the dolls!" Monica urged him, pulling him towards the staircase. Young people probably didn't like to spend time with elders. Belinda didn't stop them; they were officially dating now, there was no need to interfere too much. Tristan was surely a man who knew his boundaries. As long as they didn't live together before marriage, Belinda, as the mother of the girl, could accept it.

Once they climbed the stairs and entered Monica's bedroom, the room was clean, warm, and tidy. The warm yellow light fell on their faces. Tristan took the dolls from the bag one by one and placed them in a transparent cylindrical barrel, arranging them by different colors with their heads facing the same direction.

"Wow, you've turned these ordinary dolls into works of art with your arrangement. Your aesthetic sense is excellent!" Monica praised sincerely, occasionally lending a hand. Tristan informed her, "I also studied design in college and did two years of research in aesthetics.” His excellence radiated from within.

After arranging the dolls, he had to go home. Watching him arrange the dolls, Monica suddenly felt very reluctant to let him go. Time spent with him passed so quickly. About three minutes later, Monica watched as Tristan placed the last doll into the transparent cylindrical storage box. She had a smile on her face, but she felt a touch of melancholy for no apparent reason.

"That should do it." Tristan placed the two cylindrical storage boxes together at her bedside. They were eye-catching and quite beautiful. When he looked back at her, Tristan noticed that she seemed to be daydreaming.

"Monica." He took steps towards her, standing before her, gently grasping her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace. It felt as if he had the whole world in his arms. Monica was caught off guard. The next moment, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his warm, firm chest. This time, she truly felt she had him, it was like a dream.

Tristan could feel her reluctance. He whispered into her ear, "Monica, if you can't sleep at night, call me. Don't play with your phone alone.” "Okay." She was really happy, a sense of security overwhelmed her, wrapping him tightly.

After hugging for a while, Tristan let her go, still holding her shoulders. "I have to go home now, goodbye." "Uh-huh, be careful on the road," she said with a smile, but in her heart, she felt more and more reluctant to let him go. "Uh-huh," Tristan's gaze fell on her pink cherry lips, he carefully held her face, gently and tenderly kissing her lips...

After descending the stairs, Tristan took out a delicate little box from his pocket. "Ma'am, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it." “I have a gift too?" Belinda was surprised. Tristan nodded with a smile, then handed her the box. "I'll be leaving now," he said, and then he walked away. Belinda stood at the entrance of the living room, watching him get into the car and drive away. Inside the box was a necklace designed by an Italian master, of which there were only three in the world. Belinda had seen it once at an auction, it was worth tens of millions.

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