Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1340: Monica Really Is...

"Alright." Tom Fritz gladly agreed.

With a gentle expression, he stepped forward and stood in front ofMonica, "Miss Swain, please?" He seemed like a humble gentleman.That darn Tristan!

Wasn't he always punctual?

Why was he late?

Was he even coming?

Monica feared that Tristan might suddenly change his mind, so shewanted to stall for time. She raised the corner of her lips and looked atthe man in front of her, “Thank you."

Watching the two young people walk towards the flower bushes,Belinda and Mrs. Fritz felt reassured as they gazed at their backs."These two make a good match," Mrs. Fritz smiled, looking at Belinda,"Monica is so beautiful, just like you."

Belinda smiled back, "I didn't expect you to still love growing roses somuch that you even filled your son's yard with them."

"I have a soft spot for roses,” Mrs. Fritz invited her, "Let's go in andhave some tea first. Let the young ones have their own time; they havetheir own way of communicating."

"Alright." Belinda had a feeling that her daughter would definitely take aliking to Tom Fritz.

So, she followed her close friend into the living room with peace ofmind, occasionally glancing at the two young people's retreatingfigures.

The yard was large and full of vast swaths of roses, all of which Monicahad never seen before.

She didn't have a particular fondness for roses, but the flowers werebeautiful and worth admiring. Most importantly, she needed to stall fortime!

That super teammate Tristan still hadn't arrived!

She didn't know what his situation was!

"This rose is called “Coffee Time,’ originally from Germany,” Tom Fritzwalked beside her, introducing the flowers, "It has a distinct colorcompared to other blossoms.”

Monica focused and took a closer look, "Indeed! It's beautiful!”

It was a mix of orange and brown, with a hint of shimmering gold;moreover, the fully bloomed flowers were relatively large.

A gentle breeze blew, and a mixture of floral fragrances wafted to theirnoses, truly refreshing.

“Your name is... Tom Fritz?" Monica turned her eyes, "I want to ask, doyou have any age requirements for your other half?"

The man didn't expect her to initiate the matchmaking topic herself.Suddenly, he felt that she was different from others, a ratherstraightforward young girl.

So, he looked into her lively eyes, and the corner of Tom Fritz's lipscurved into a gentle arc, “No, I don't.”

"I saw in your profile that you're 35 this year; can you accept someoneten years younger than you, like me?"

"Age isn't a problem; it mainly depends on the feeling,” he replied likethat.

Monica walked thoughtfully, nodding, "So, you really don't have anyage requirements? You can even accept someone more than ten yearsolder than you?"

"Right."

Tom didn't realize she was setting a trap and continued to express hisviews, "Love has nothing to do with age.”

Monica stopped walking and looked at him seriously, "Did you see mymom just now?"

"..." Tom Fritz also stopped, meeting her gaze, and nodded, "I saw her,and I even greeted her."

"She's been divorced from my dad for almost twenty years and hasbeen single ever since, with a successful career and her own company.She's still quite attractive, and although she's older, she has maintainedher face well, and her figure is also good. Most importantly, she really,really likes you!" The girl's meaning was clear.

What was going on? The more Tom Fritz listened, the more he feltsomething was off.

In the end, Monica abruptly said, "So, what do you think about mymom?"

Pit!

The man almost had an internal hemorrhage!

Facing his gaze, Monica raised an eyebrow, her face serious as sheawaited his answer.