Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1420: Monica Prays For Claire

Chapter 1420: Monica Prays for Claire

She was still complaining to herself, "What's wrong with you?!"Weren't you always fearless and carefree? When did you ever feelnervous? And what situation haven't you experienced before?

Why is it that whenever she's with Tristan, her heart races like afrightened deer? Even breathing requires practicing hundreds of times?It's so annoying! Every time her heart races, her cheeks flush, herblood heats up, and it's incredibly embarrassing!

She's afraid Tristan won't notice!

And now is the time to replace someone, not the time to be emotionallyattached!

But she knew very well in her heart that this was the feeling of love, likea raging flood and ferocious beast, uncontrollable.

If Claire hadn't disappeared, then this trip to the ancient town wouldhave held extraordinary significance for her and Tristan.

But the current situation was not suitable for romance...

Claire was missing, and everyone was concerned and worried.

There was the sound of water from the bathroom, and Monica gatheredher thoughts. She shook her head to get rid of these messy thoughts,bent over to fan and straighten the quilt.

Then she pulled back the curtains and opened the sliding glass door,letting the fresh air in.

Monica stepped out, and the rows of stilted buildings on the oppositebank of the river came into view, like an ancient painting.

She came to the edge of the balcony and saw many small boatsfloating on the river. Those were the rescue workers, wearing clotheswith the word “rescue’ printed on them.

Monica's heart sank heavily, her relaxed expression disappeared,replaced by a solemn look.

Her world seemed silent at that moment, staring blankly at the scene...A whole night had passed... and still no news...

But was no news the best news?

Not necessarily...

Monica clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, praying forClaire.

"Claire, you must be safe; we're all waiting for you to come back," avoice in her heart whispered.

How could such a living person just vanish into thin air?

In the bathroom, Tristan hesitated again and again, not calling Rowan.He brushed his teeth while ordering breakfast for Monica on his phone.On the balcony, Monica continued to pray... She was a kind-heartedgirl.

Soon, footsteps approached from behind her. Monica didn't turnaround, only returned to her senses, opened her eyes, and lowered herclasped hands.

Looking at the restless river, her mood was terrible. The sky was gray,and it had rained heavily the night before. It seemed that it would rainagain soon.

Tristan's gaze swept over the girl's silhouette and landed on the boatsfloating in the middle of the river.

Professional salvage teams had been working all night, still trying theirbest to search and salvage... It was as if even the air was telling themthat hope was growing dimmer and dimmer.

Soon, someone delivered breakfast, and the doorbell rang.

Tristan turned to open the door, "Hello."

"Sir, enjoy your meal," the attendant kindly reminded him. "Sir, pleasebe careful when going out recently. There has been a disappearance inthe ancient town, and the cause has not been determined.”

Tristan nodded, "Thank you for the reminder.” He watched theattendant go downstairs, a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Then he closed the door, and Monica came in from the balcony."Monica, let me apply the medicine for you first," Tristan put the bag onthe TV cabinet and picked up the medicine bottle. "Wash up after Iapply the medicine.”

Monica sat down on the edge of the bed and watched him open themedicine bottle.

As he had done the night before, he knelt down on one knee, placedher sprained foot on his lap, and gently rolled up her pant leg.

"Thank you," Monica said sweetly.

"Why be polite?" Tristan looked up and saw her eyes filled with stars.