Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1541: Witnessing Happiness

Chapter 1541: Witnessing Happiness

Algerone Swain fiddled around in the fuse box for a bit and quicklyfound the cause. He then said to her in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, it'seasy to fix once you know the problem.”

"Uh-huh," Belinda thought to herself, “Thank goodness he's heretonight. Otherwise... I would certainly have been scared sick.”

She was the type of person who had to sleep with the lights on, whichsignificantly affected her sleep quality.

Tonight, Algerone was like a hero.

About a minute later, click, the whole house was brightly lit.

Success!

Belinda finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tension in her bodydissipated, and she felt like she had recovered from a serious illness. Atthe same time, she was amazed, "You even know how to fix this?"

As Belinda let go of him, she noticed he was looking at her, his gazeunwavering.

He didn't answer her question, simply staring at her with a seriousexpression. She wasn't sure what he was thinking.

"Um..." The woman felt a little awkward, "Thank you."

“No need for thanks." Algerone Swain quickly closed the cable box, andwhen he looked at her again, he noticed she still seemed a bit worried,her apprehension clear to him.

He said, "It's okay. I can stay with you a little longer. If you're worriedabout the unstable voltage, I can wait with you for Monica to comeback."

Their gazes met.

Belinda looked into his deep, dark eyes, at his mature and sincere face,and felt an indescribable emotion swelling within her, a hint of sorrowpresent as well.

However, she quickly composed herself and said, "I'll check if the wateris still heating." With that, she turned and walked into the kitchen.Algerone Swain also averted his gaze, sighing softly to himself as hesat down on the living room couch. The woman was busy in thekitchen.

Time ticked away, the quietness around them palpable.

Not only were their children helping them, it seemed even fate waslending a hand... So, he had to seize the time tonight.

He remembered her fragile and clingy demeanor, as though her warmthstill lingered on him.

The night was tranquil.

With the New Year approaching, the evening at the leisure plaza waslike a light show, and the musical fountain danced all day long.

The temperature had dropped again in the evening. The snow that hadfallen yesterday hadn't had time to melt, and now more snowflakeswere fluttering from the sky, delicate as catkins.

Tristan, arm around Monica's shoulder, was accompanying her on awalk along the cobblestone path in the square. Every so often, therewould be a pavilion, and sometimes they would see young couplessitting there, snuggling and chatting.

"Do you see that over there? Isn't someone proposing?" Monicapointed towards a small hill where a crowd of young people hadgathered, occasionally erupting in applause and cheers.

"Let's go take a look." Tristan led her toward the scene.

The spot was exactly where Tristan had confessed his feelings toMonica, and the snow lamps were still there, the string lights on thewax plum tree still twinkling warmly.

"Darling, will you marry me?!"

From a not too close distance, they heard the voice of the protagonistthrough the microphone. As they approached, they saw him on oneknee in front of the girl.

"Marry him, marry him, marry him!!!" The crowd cheered, clapping inrhythm.

Tristan and Monica stood amongst the crowd, witnessing the happinessof others just as others had witnessed theirs not long ago.

The girl, in her white wedding dress and wearing a crown, looked like aprincess. She covered her mouth, exclaiming, “I will," tears ofhappiness streaming down her face.

Everyone watched as the man slid the ring onto her finger, then stoodand held her tightly, as if he were holding his entire world.

Rapturous applause broke out all around!

Tristan and Monica, smiles of blessing on their faces, clapped andwished the couple well, sincerely hoping their love would last forever.