Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1486: I Am Not Obsessed With Gains And Losses

Chapter 1486: I am not obsessed with gains andlosses

Just like that, Tristan called Kevin, asked him to postpone the meetingfor half an hour, and then personally drove Monica home.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Monica felt a bit awkward. Her thoughtswere a mess, and she couldn't focus, always thinking about this andthat.

He had just taken the initiative to hold her hand. Did that have anyother meaning?

Or... was he just simply teaching her how to catch dolls?

Tristan drove, his face calm as he looked straight ahead. He alwaysgave off the feeling of a steady gentleman, and no one knew what hewas thinking.

When he dropped Monica off at home, he didn't forget to remind her,"Take all your dolls with you."

"Okay." Monica nodded, got out of the car and carried the two largebags from the back seat, "Thank you, bye!"

She watched as Tristan drove away.

At this time, Belinda was still sulking in the living room. Seeing herdaughter come in, carrying two large bags of small dolls, she stared ather, "What are these?"

"Dolls I caught!" She wore a good mood on her face.

Monica walked a few steps forward, noticed the empty bowl on thedining table, walked in for a closer look, and asked, “Belinda, did youjust eat noodles for lunch? Isn't that a bit simple?"

"Monica, where did these things come from?" Belinda raised aneyebrow, "You wouldn't be bored enough to go and catch dolls all byyourself, would you? And you were able to catch them?"

"What do you mean?" Her daughter raised an eyebrow, “I, I, I admit, Ican't catch them, but Tristan can! Look, these are all his achievements!Isn't he great?”

Belinda glanced at the bags in her hand, estimating over thirty dolls,thinking, Tristan is quite smart.

"Are you two officially dating?" Belinda locked her gaze on herdaughter's face and asked directly.

Monica didn't answer directly. She carried the bags straight upstairs,"You, first manage your relationship with Algerone! Don't worry aboutyoung people's affairs!" It was like carrying two bags of treasures.After going upstairs, Monica was thinking about how to store thesedolls.

After much thought, she felt that she needed two large transparentcylindrical storage bins. It would also make her happy to put thembeside her bed.

So, she used her phone to search, found a boutique nearby, andexcitedly prepared to go downstairs to buy.

Just as she got to the first floor living room, Belinda blocked theentrance, stopping her way, "Did he confess to you?" In her mother'seyes, this was a serious question.

“Not yet." She was also frank.

"Can't you be a bit reserved?" Belinda looked at her, a bit frustrated,"Can't you act like a girl? If he really likes you, he wouldn't let you be soobsessed with gains and losses, making you stick to him all the time."“I'm not obsessed with gains and losses, I'm very happy right now!"Monica sidestepped her mother, “Think about you and Algerone! Aslong as you two don't remarry, I won't get married!"

She hummed a tune and ran off far away!

Tristan's car hadn't arrived at the company yet. His phone rang, it wasan unfamiliar number. After thinking for a few seconds, he answered,"Hello."

“Tristan.” Violet's voice came, "I'm Finnley Russell's mother, Claire'saunt. I'd like to invite you for a cup of coffee, is now convenient?"Tristan thought about it, and before he could answer, Violet added,"Don't worry, I won't take up too much of your time, just want to chatwith you briefly."

"Okay." Tristan agreed, simply because she was his elder.

Five minutes later, at a quiet coffee shop nearby, Violet and Tristan satat a table by the window.

The waiter brought them two cups of latte and two delicate pastries."Tristan, thank you." Violet started gratefully, “For trying your best toreplace Claire, becoming the first one among us to replace her."