Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1344: Can't Get Off the Car

In the courtyard filled with the scent of roses, Belinda and Tristanopened the passenger doors of their respective cars together, bothcasting their eyes on Monica at the same time.

Monica was both shocked and overjoyed that Tristan had opened thepassenger door for her too. Was he going to take her with him?

"Get in?" Tristan's thin lips parted, speaking first.

Monica immediately stepped forward, hooked his arm and then lookedback at her mother. "Mom, you go back to the hotel first. The room keyis in your bag.”

Having said that, she turned around and got into Tristan's car. She likedhim and wanted to spend more time with him.

Tristan helped her close the car door, nodded to everyone, especiallyBelinda, as a gesture.

Then he walked around the car and got into the driver's seat. Tristanwas always like this, a gentleman who seemed polite but a little distant.Belinda closed the passenger door, said goodbye to Mrs. Fritz, and gotin her car.

The two cars left almost simultaneously, with Tristan slightly ahead andBelinda following behind.

Inside the departing Maybach, Monica sat in the passenger seat. Onceagain, she found herself in a relatively small space with him, feeling asif the air was sweet.

Tristan focused on the road ahead, driving seriously, the sunlightcoming through the window making his face even more handsome.The girl stole a few glances at him. "Thank... thank you for today."Thinking back to that kiss, she couldn't help but blush.

"Hmm." Tristan didn't look at her.

Just listening to this single word, she couldn't tell what he was feeling.After a brief silence, Monica found a topic. "How much do I owe you?""Forget it." Tristan still looked ahead. "This amount of money is nothingto you or me."

"But I don't want to owe you a favor!" the girl blurted out. "I still oweyou."

Tristan finally looked at her. "You want to settle accounts with me?What about the kiss you just gave me without my permission? How doyou count that?"

"..." Monica was slightly taken aback, her innocent eyes wide. Did hestill remember that?

"Can you calculate it?" Tristan asked, then took his gaze away.

The girl thought for a moment. "You... you can kiss me back if youwant." She said this on impulse, too.

“You wish." Tristan blurted out, but he wasn't angry.

His low and magnetic voice, his tone, made Monica feel warm insideand couldn't help but smile.

She looked out the window, feeling that the scenery on the side of theroad had become much more pleasant.

After a while, Monica broke the silence again. "Thank you for today.You must be very busy, right? Just drop me off anywhere."

“Your mom's car is following behind," Tristan said, asking, "Are yousure you want to get off?"

The girl's heart tightened, and she quickly looked in the rearview mirror.Oh my god! It was true!

“No, no, no! I'm not getting off!!" Monica took a deep breath andexhaled, then asked curiously, "Do you think my mom believes it ornot?"

"Do you want her to believe it or not?"

"Of course, I hope she believes it! That way, I won't have to endureblind dates anymore."

"With Tom going to such lengths to act with you, even disregarding hisown feelings, how could your mom not believe it?" Tristan couldn't helpbut tease. "Even I almost believed it."

In the courtyard, under the public eye, her arm had been sore frombeing held by him! It had almost been pulled off!

“Tom is actually a good person," Tristan said.

Monica told him, "But I don't want to be with him."

Tristan looked at her and asked, "Who do you want to be with then?"