Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1373: Taking Her To Breakfast

Chapter 1373: Taking Her to Breakfast

In a short while, a Maybach stopped not far away. Tristan didn't get outof the car in a hurry because he spotted Monica and her father talkingand laughing together. The scene was warm and cozy.

After a while, Tristan saw Algerone Swain get into his car. Monicawaved at him, and once the car had driven away, Tristan unbuckled hisseatbelt and opened the car door.

Monica saw him and her smile changed, becoming gentle and shy. Thetall and handsome Tristan walked towards her, their gazes meeting,and Monica felt an inexplicable excitement, mixed with a bit ofnervousness. She pursed her lips, her smile still radiant.

"Did Uncle Swain need you for something?" Tristan stopped in front ofher, worried that she had refused her father in order to see him.Monica shook her head. "No, he came to see my mom."

Tristan was taken aback for a moment. He knew about her familysituation, that her parents had divorced long ago. So, Swain's dad waslooking for Belinda...

"It's alright, he's already found her," Monica said, worried that he wouldoverthink it. Her lips curved into a smile. "Should we go to the hospitalnow?"

"Sure." Tristan glanced at her and then walked towards his car. Monicafollowed, and he helped her open the passenger door, acting like agentleman as he helped her into the car.

As Monica buckled her seatbelt, Tristan returned to the driver's seat.The early winter morning was a bit cold, with a slight chill in the air.When the car started, the windows rolled up and the heater came on.Monica was touched by his small gesture and couldn't help but look athim. At the same time, Tristan turned his gaze to Monica, locking hiseyes on her beautiful face. A hidden smile flashed in his deep eyes.Monica withdrew her gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed. She didn't wantto appear too smitten. At that moment, her stomach let out anuncontrollable growl.

The car was very quiet, so the sound was quite noticeable, abruptlyreaching Tristan's ears. While driving, he paused for a moment,realizing the sound came from her stomach.

He pulled over to the side and asked, "Haven't you had breakfast?""..." Monica felt slightly embarrassed. Just then, her stomach grumbleduncontrollably again. How awkward!

“I... just got up," she admitted shyly.

Tristan's lips curved into a gentle smile. “Let's go. I'll take you tobreakfast. I know a great breakfast place nearby."

With that, the car started once more. Monica pursed her lips but didn'tsay anything. She hadn't eaten breakfast and didn't want to feel hungry.After about five minutes, the car stopped in front of a small breakfastplace. Monica followed Tristan out of the car. The breakfast placewasn't big, but it looked clean and tidy.

Since the morning rush had passed, there weren't many customers."The noodles here are delicious,” Tristan introduced to her.

Monica didn't have many preferences, so she casually ordered a bowlof noodles. Then, she asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

“I've already eaten,” he answered.

So, was he going to watch her eat? Wouldn't that be... embarrassing?But she didn't want to say anything else.

Soon, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was ready. Tristanaccompanied her to a wooden table, even thoughtfully pouring her acup of warm water.

“Thank you," Monica looked up at him, her face showing a smile, a bitrestrained.

Tristan didn't speak, his gentle gaze fixed on her face. Seeing herbrought an inexplicable sense of reassurance to his heart.

Monica's heart raced, feeling incredibly awkward!

In front of the person she liked, she would always be conscious of herappearance. But eating... one careless move could make her lookungraceful.