Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1293 Heart-wrenching Pain

Chapter 1293 Heart-wrenching Pain

"Yes, everyone is very concerned about this issue!"

Daphne's lips curved slightly upward, her calm demeanor tinged with ahint of shyness. “I think it's better to ask Dr. Watson about this matter,but he's been very busy lately. I hope everyone won't disturb him andgive us some space."

After saying this, she returned the microphone and squeezed her wayout of the crowd of reporters. Her words were loaded with information!Tristan's cold gaze fell upon her retreating figure. He couldn't quiteunderstand - if Rowan didn't love Claire, why did he start a relationshipwith her? Did Rowan really love Claire or not?

Tristan's hands, resting on his knees, tightened slightly, as a hiddenanger welled up in his heart. But no matter how he looked at Daphne,he didn't think she was a good person. Having been in the workplacefor so many years, Tristan had become quite adept at judging people.Gradually, the traffic cleared and the Maybach slowly moved forward,leaving the hospital and heading to the club. Inside the car, Tristan tookout his phone and opened Claire's chat box again, staring at herfamiliar profile picture for a long time...

He was reluctant to disturb her but was also worried about hercondition. His mind was filled with thoughts of her. In the end, despitehis inner struggle, Tristan chose to remain silent. He didn't want to hurtClaire's self-esteem. Being cheated on, no one would feel good aboutit. Tristan felt sorry for her, so he was also unhappy, his mood gloomythroughout the day.

Every hour, he would pick up his phone countless times, checking herupdates to see if she would post anything about her feelings. However,she didn't post anything.

In a bedroom on the second floor of Russell's Villa, Claire, who hadn'teaten lunch, sat on the sofa with her knees hugged to her chest. Hergaze was empty as she looked up at the afterglow of the setting sun,not feeling hungry at all. Her eyes were devoid of tears, appearingcalm, but it was as if she had suffered a heavy blow, her mental stateparticularly poor.

Her phone was clasped in her hand, always holding it, but no callscame in... She was waiting, expecting. She had deleted Rowan fromher Facebook, and he hadn't added her back. Had her first love endedjust like that?

Claire, who once had infinite longing for love, felt unbearably miserablein her heart. How could the man she adored with all her heart and soulbetray her? She wanted to trust him, give him a chance to explain, buthe didn't look for her...

And Claire, with her novelist's mind, couldn't guess why Daphne hadspent the night at his place, because no matter how she tried to explainit, it was unreasonable and self-deceiving. Having spent the nightmeant she had spent the night. Thinking too much only gave her aheadache.

"Miss." The door was knocked on, and the maid Holly's voice came in.“It's time for dinner. Can you eat something?"

Claire pulled herself together and replied, "Okay, I'll be right there!"Anyway, no matter what happened, she couldn't abuse herself, and shewouldn't let her family worry.

At this time, downstairs, Violet paced back and forth, puzzled. "Is Clairein a bad mood today? She didn't even eat lunch."

Albert had just returned and replied, "Is she sick? Is somethingbothering her?"

"It shouldn't be. She was fine this morning, lively as a rabbit."

At that moment, a car stopped in the courtyard. Mya and Finnley gotout together, hand in hand, walking toward the living room. They hadalso seen the news earlier and were worried about Claire's situation, sothey had come home.