Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1458: Women Probably Have Some Drama

Chapter 1458: Women Probably Have SomeDrama

"Mom, what are you doing?" Monica asked after entering the room andglancing at the man sitting on the sofa with a home purchaseagreement. She looked at Belinda, puzzled, "Why buy so manyhouses? Your company is not in Arkpool City, and you don't live hereoften. Isn't it unnecessary?"

"Just sign the document and move out immediately,” Belinda saidcoldly, her face showing discontent.

"Dad never came to bother you, did he? Consider this house as havingnothing to do with him, he's not charging you rent, why are you havinga problem with the money? Buying a house is not like buyingcabbages!" Monica argued.

"Monica, I said, sign the document quickly! Don't you understand?!"Belinda raised her voice, seemingly frustrated.

Tristan furrowed his brows, feeling like he had sensed something. Ifshe really wanted to buy a house, couldn't she just sign the documentand move out?

This must be a woman's-drama.

Yes, Belinda knew her daughter was stubborn and wouldn't sign easily.Tristan pondered and then spoke, "Auntie, if you're unhappy aboutsomething, you can communicate it. Buying a house outright may notbe a big deal for you, but Monica thinks it may be unnecessary."

As he spoke, he looked around, then asked with concern, "Is theresomething wrong with this house? Or is there a problem somewhere?"“Tristan,” Belinda's gaze shifted slightly, landing on him. She askedcoolly, “In what capacity are you here discussing family matters withme?"

Family matters?

The clever Tristan seemed to understand something. In hersubconscious, she considered Uncle Swain as a family member.

So, Tristan, seeing the situation was ripe, said to Monica, "You shouldcall your dad. Buying a house is okay, but if we are to move out of here,at least he should know."

Something flashed in Belinda's eyes, and her expression softenedwhen she looked at Tristan.

Monica thought his words made sense, "Okay." She took out herphone, giving her mother a wary glance.

Unexpectedly, her mother didn't object.

Until Monica dialed her father's number, Belinda didn't say anything.She suppressed an awkward feeling, turning her back to hide herdiscomfort.

Algerone Swain didn't answer his daughter's call. Belinda was puzzled,wasn't he reachable just now?

How come? He couldn't be reached now?

Just as Monica was confused and disappointed, another car drove intothe yard and parked next to Tristan's car.

Algerone Swain got out of the car and walked in quickly. He couldn'tfigure out why they would want to move out of nowhere.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, only Belinda's face was cold, her gazeseemed to look at him, but not really.

"Uncle Swain," Tristan greeted politely.

Because Monica had just come back from his place, and the situationtoday was... clearly off.

So she didn't speak, and she didn't dare to get too close to her father toavoid annoying her mother.

Algerone Swain glanced at the man who had stood up from the sofaand also saw the home purchase agreement in his hand, "Belinda,what are you doing? Are you uncomfortable living here?"

He finally came, and he came in such a hurry that he didn't even havetime to answer his precious daughter's phone call. Belinda's frustrationand irritation were halved instantly, and she felt strangely touched.Belinda couldn't answer her ex-husband's question, and she was evenmore embarrassed when she realized that Tristan was also present.“Mom, you shouldn't buy a house,” Monica broke the silence, "We havea place to live now, it's better to save the money for something else.""Yeah, why buy a house when we have one to live in?" Algerone Swainblurted out, “If you're insecure, I can transfer the house into yourname."

Belinda looked up, meeting his eyes for the first time. She didn't want ahouse, she saw a long-lost care.

Algerone Swain met her gaze, perhaps he was too nervous, he didn'tthink it through, and quickly corrected himself, "Or I can transfer it toour daughter!"

Belinda withdrew her gaze, instantly speechless again.