Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1411: Tristan'S Worry Written On His Face

Chapter 1411: Tristan's Worry Written on HisFace

Monica looked at the anxious figure and felt a sour emotion surgingwithin her heart. As her breaths deepened, the sadness became moreapparent. Perhaps it was because she was not very familiar with Claire,but compared to Tristan's tension, Monica was relatively calm. Ofcourse, she was still worried.

Tristan hurried and stopped, looking around everywhere, not missing asingle shop. The usually steady man was very anxious at this moment,a state rarely seen. Monica noticed the furrow between his eyebrows,saw him almost miss a step, and saw the desperation in his eyes as hetried to replace Claire. She saw the same anxiety and urgency in him as inRowan.

Monica followed and thought about the situation, gathering herthoughts and staying close behind Tristan. Sometimes she jogged,other times she looked around, helping him search for Claire. Oncethey found Claire and returned her safely to Dr. Watson, perhapsTristan would pay more attention to her.

Not far behind, some police officers followed and began visiting everystreet and alley, questioning anyone suspicious. The entire ancienttown was undergoing a comprehensive search. Every second, everyminute was agonizing for Rowan, and perhaps for Tristan as well."Ouch!" Monica, hurrying down the steps, missed her footing andtwisted her ankle. The pain was intense. Instinctively, she reached outto support herself against the moss-covered stone wall on her left,getting her hand sticky and slippery. The moss emitted a faint stench,and her sleeve got dirty.

As Monica looked up, she realized Tristan had already run far ahead.She quickly straightened up and walked towards a faucet not far away.After washing her hands, she limped forward, enduring the pain in herfoot.

Disappearances in broad daylight, coupled with the ghostly legendslingering in her ears, frightened her. Even though there were passersbyaround her, she only felt safe with Tristan, not even fearing life anddeath.

"Claire! Claire!!" Tristan searched, cupping his hands around his mouthand shouting her name loudly. As he turned around, he inadvertentlysaw Monica walking towards him. He stared at her awkward gait,paused for a moment, and asked, "How did you get here?" He loweredhis hands and walked towards her.

How? Had he not noticed her all along? Hadn't she followed him thewhole way?

"What happened to your foot?" Tristan squatted in front of her, holdingher injured ankle, and looked up at her. "Did you twist it?" Monicalooked down at him, feeling a little surprised. "No, it's nothing. I'm fine,"she said with embarrassment and a touch of disappointment.

So, he hadn't seen her twist her ankle earlier? She had cried out inpain, and he had been just a short distance ahead. It was clear that hisentire focus was on Claire. Hearing her say it was fine, Tristan stoodup, patted her shoulder, and then continued searching for Claire withquickened steps.

Monica watched his retreating figure, realizing something: he likedClaire. Filled with disappointment and attachment to him, she followedbehind Tristan, her heart heavy with thoughts.

The ancient town was not large, with several alleys intertwined. Twentyminutes later, Tristan and Rowan met at the end of an alley, bothempty-handed and with their disappointment and anxiety written allover their faces. At this moment, two police officers approached, andone of them said, "Mr. Watson, please take us to the spot where shedisappeared. We will investigate it more carefully.”

Since they had searched the entire ancient town, they still hadn't foundanything.