Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1517: Love Hidden In The Details

Chapter 1517: Love Hidden in the Details

Upon hearing these words, Monica suddenly realized something andshyly looked towards Tristan. Tristan, however, draped his arm aroundher shoulder, his expression gentle. “It's okay, ma'am. As long asMonica is happy, we should live our own lives without fearing themedia," he said.

Monica pursed her lips and looped her arm through his, looking up athis handsome profile with admiration. He was not only good-looking butalso down-to-earth! Belinda too was satisfied with Tristan's attitudetowards her daughter, her expression softened considerably.

“Let's go, hurry, help me arrange the dolls!" Monica urged him, pullinghim towards the staircase. Young people probably didn't like to spendtime with elders. Belinda didn't stop them; they were officially datingnow, there was no need to interfere too much. Tristan was surely a manwho knew his boundaries. As long as they didn't live together beforemarriage, Belinda, as the mother of the girl, could accept it.

Once they climbed the stairs and entered Monica's bedroom, the roomwas clean, warm, and tidy. The warm yellow light fell on their faces.Tristan took the dolls from the bag one by one and placed them in atransparent cylindrical barrel, arranging them by different colors withtheir heads facing the same direction.

"Wow, you've turned these ordinary dolls into works of art with yourarrangement. Your aesthetic sense is excellent!" Monica praisedsincerely, occasionally lending a hand. Tristan informed her, "I alsostudied design in college and did two years of research in aesthetics.”His excellence radiated from within.

After arranging the dolls, he had to go home. Watching him arrange thedolls, Monica suddenly felt very reluctant to let him go. Time spent withhim passed so quickly. About three minutes later, Monica watched asTristan placed the last doll into the transparent cylindrical storage box.She had a smile on her face, but she felt a touch of melancholy for noapparent reason.

"That should do it." Tristan placed the two cylindrical storage boxestogether at her bedside. They were eye-catching and quite beautiful.When he looked back at her, Tristan noticed that she seemed to bedaydreaming.

"Monica." He took steps towards her, standing before her, gentlygrasping her shoulders and pulled her into his embrace. It felt as if hehad the whole world in his arms. Monica was caught off guard. Thenext moment, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried herface in his warm, firm chest. This time, she truly felt she had him, it waslike a dream.

Tristan could feel her reluctance. He whispered into her ear, "Monica, ifyou can't sleep at night, call me. Don't play with your phone alone.”"Okay." She was really happy, a sense of security overwhelmed her,wrapping him tightly.

After hugging for a while, Tristan let her go, still holding her shoulders."I have to go home now, goodbye." "Uh-huh, be careful on the road,"she said with a smile, but in her heart, she felt more and more reluctantto let him go. "Uh-huh," Tristan's gaze fell on her pink cherry lips, hecarefully held her face, gently and tenderly kissing her lips...

After descending the stairs, Tristan took out a delicate little box from hispocket. "Ma'am, this is a gift for you, I hope you like it." “I have a gifttoo?" Belinda was surprised. Tristan nodded with a smile, then handedher the box. "I'll be leaving now," he said, and then he walked away.Belinda stood at the entrance of the living room, watching him get intothe car and drive away. Inside the box was a necklace designed by anItalian master, of which there were only three in the world. Belinda hadseen it once at an auction, it was worth tens of millions.