Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1531: Must Let Her Through Unconditionally

Chapter 1531: Must Let Her ThroughUnconditionally

Meeting his gaze, Monica listened to him earnestly, a radiant smileplaying on her lips, dazzling to behold. Tristan took her hand, rubbing itin his palm, gazing at her with deep affection as if time had come to astandstill. At this moment, she looked incredibly beautiful in his eyes.Monica quickly recovered, withdrawing her hand from his and hurriedlyclosing the thermos bowl. "I... I have to go now, got a bit of work to do.”She couldn't disrupt him too much during work hours. Actually, she hadnothing to do, but she wanted to stick to him every second. She had tocontrol herself!

"Do you have something to do?" Tristan asked in a gentle voice. "Can Ihelp?"

"No need, Mr. CEO," she giggled and declined.

Tristan's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You didn't call me thatduring the video call. Try calling me that again?"

"Call you what?" The girl turned her eyes to him, looking puzzled.

He gazed at her with an extremely gentle look, "Think about it? Did youreally forget?"

She thought seriously, when “Tristan’ popped up in her mind, Monicablushed instantly! Seeing him staring at her, his gaze growingincreasingly strange.

Monica stammered, "You... you go ahead with your work, I have to gonow." Then she quickly picked up the thermos bowl and turned toleave.

"Be careful on your way, send me a message when you get home!"

"l know!"

“It's okay if you can't remember this time, try again next time!" he saidpurposely.

Monica ran off like a little rabbit, disappearing from sight.

Looking at the doorway where her figure had disappeared, a deepersmile lingered on Tristan's lips, a warm feeling spreading in his heart.The departing Monica was hopping and skipping as she walked, as if aflower had bloomed in her heart, she couldn't help but hum a tune.

As she exited the elevator, she felt as if spring had come, giggling,"Hehe, I'm actually dating a god-like man!"

In the grandiose lobby on the first floor, the receptionists watched herleave, her joyous demeanor initiated a flurry of gossip-

“The internet has dug up that Miss Swain's parents are divorced, herfamily background might not be that good, and we don't know what hercharacter is like."

"A girl that Mr. Norwell is interested in, probably can't be too far off."“That's for sure, but... I think Mr. Norwell is too perfect, no one canmatch him."

"He can't be alone for the rest of his life, right? Even excellent menneed love."

The two originally whispered, not busy at the moment, but as theytalked, their voices gradually lowered, until they finally closed theirmouths.

Because the door of the exclusive gold-plated elevator opened, Tristan,with his hands in his pockets, walked towards the reception.

"Hello, Mr. Norwell!" The two receptionists greeted him loudly andrespectfully, a little scared, wondering if he had heard theirconversation.

Tristan stopped, his god-like face was cold and commanding, he asked,"Have you been watching the news?"

What news? There are so many news, which one is he referring to?The two receptionists dared not answer rashly, although they boththought of his public announcement of the relationship.

They glanced at each other, then turned their gaze to the deep-eyedCEO in front of them.

“I'm in a relationship.” Tristan raised an eyebrow, the corner of hismouth lifted slightly, showing a touch of gentleness.

"Congratulations, Mr. Norwell."

"Wishing Mr. Norwell a sweet romance!"

Tristan smiled, then looked at them seriously and said, "Have you seenthe photo of my girlfriend? Or did you stop her when she came in justnow? Do you remember what she looks like now?"

"We remember, she's quite pretty.” The receptionist grinned, notknowing what he was up to. Was it just to show off?

Tristan ordered seriously, "From now on, no matter when she comes toreplace me, you must let her through unconditionally, no matter what I'mdoing, understand?"