Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1209 Painful Unrequited Affection

Chapter 1209 Painful Unrequited Affection

Rowan had an emergent operation. When he finally got off work, it was11 P. M. However, the patient's status had stabilized, and he feltrelieved.

Thinking of working out, so he didn't drive in the morning but walked tothe hospital. On the way home, he stepped on the lane that wascolored pale by the moonlight. Enjoying the night breeze, he let hismind wander, enjoying the peace.

"Rowan?" Daphne pulled over to her car next to him and pressed downthe window. "What happened? Why don't you drive?" She had got offwork long ago but had an appointment with her friend earlier.

Rowan stopped mid-step and answered gently, “I didn't drive to work inthe morning.”

"Get it. I'l give you a ride home." Daphne was in a good mood, thinkingit was fate.

However, Rowan shook his head. "No, thanks. Walking is my exercise.I also need to be with myself for a while.” Then he nodded at herpolitely and walked away.

Daphne was taken aback, wondering if that meant Rowan would ratherreturn home on foot instead of sitting in her car. Frowning, she feltdisappointed.

Watching her secret crush's deciding figure, Daphne slowly started theengine and kept a distance from him. She didn't interrupt him or leave.A song was played on the car radio. It was a sad love song, singingabout a girl's unrequited affection. While Daphne listened, tears welledup in her eyes. She felt bitter.

Ignoring her, Rowan strode fast for exercising. Although he stayed inthe lab and office for a long time every day, he liked working out.Under the moonlight, Daphne stepped on the brake of her car andparked it next to Rowan's house. She watched him enter the yard andwalk into the living room without looking back. Then his house was litup.

Once, she stayed there and had dinner with him. She could even seewhat he looked like in pajamas.

However, Rowan didn't even want to spare a single word with her. Theyonly communicated at work.

Daphne thought the unrequited affection was way too painful.

11P. M.

Tristan parked his car in the yard of Clarke Villa, where he had stayedrecently.

Joan had been put in jail. Eason stayed in the hospital for medicaltreatment. The house was too empty and cold.

"Good evening, Master Tristan," Aiden appeared in the living room ofthe second floor, wearing her pajamas. She asked in confusion, "Youcame home so late.”

Tristan looked at her and nodded gently. "Ehn."

"Would you like some late supper?"

"No, thanks. Please go to bed, Aiden." Tristan wanted to be left inpeace. Zack was still out.

Aiden turned away. At the stair entrance, she met Zack, who had justreturned home from work. "Good evening, Mr. Clarke.”

"Why are you still up?" Zack asked gently.

Aiden bowed at him respectfully, glanced at the living room, and said ina low voice, "Master Tristan has just returned home. He might bewaiting for you."

Zack followed her gaze. "OK. You should go to bed now.” He went ontothe second floor.

Hearing his footsteps, Tristan raised his head and met his father'sgaze.

Zack could tell he was in a bad mood, so he went to the cabinet andtook out two goblets and a bottle of wine. He opened the bottle, pouredthe wine into the glasses, and walked to his son while slightly shakingthem.

“Thanks, Dad." Tristan took a goblet over on the couch.

Zack sat opposite him.

It was a quiet night.

Tristan sipped the wine, staring at the swinging curtain under the nightbreeze, looking upset. “I received a call from her earlier.”