Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1576 He Took Her Home

Chapter 1576 He Took Her Home

"What?" Tristan frowned slightly and looked again at the pitch-blackbuilding. "She went to Canada?"

Monica leaned against the back of the chair, her head tilted as sheslept soundly, no longer responding to his question.

Tristan looked at her and sighed lightly. He thought it would be moreconvenient to take Monica back to his place, plus he had an importantvideo conference tonight.

So Tristan started the car again, wanting to take her home. He reallydidn't feel assured leaving her alone here.

Tristan looked ahead steadily. His handsome face was incredibly gentleand made people feel utterly reassured and inclined to get close whenlooking at him.

Soon, the car stopped in the yard.

Tristan moved gently to remove the blanket from her body and helpedher undo the seatbelt, then carried her directly out of the passengerseat in his arms.

Just like that, he princess carried Monica towards his residence.

Once inside, Tristan carried Monica straight upstairs and laid her on thebed in the guest room. He took off her shoes and carefully tucked theblanket around her.

Monica was truly drunk and slept very soundly. She laid there with herlong hair draped around her, looking like a docile little kitten.

Tristan gently closed the door and first went to the bathroom to take ashower. He had the habit of showering as soon as he got home,washing away the day's fatigue and changing his mood before gettingto work.

After the shower, his mind would be much clearer. He persevered inworking in his study for at least two hours every night. He always hadthis helpless feeling that he couldn't grasp time and felt he was agingprematurely.

The sound of water stopped and Tristan came out in home clothes aftera while.

He blew dry his hair and got a glass of warm water before going to hisstudy.

His study was very simple, in a gray-white style. Some car models hehad designed were placed on the bookshelves, and some had alreadygone into production with the models from last year leading salesnationwide.

A few tool books that were hard to replace on the market were placed inthe most conspicuous position, obviously frequently used.

Tristan sat down at his desk, turned on the computer, and glanced atthe time on the clock on the wall. There was still half an hour before thevideo conference started.

He opened his email to view some feedback from customers today andpatiently responded.

Kevin could have handled these matters, but Tristan's replies helpeddemonstrate Clarke Group's cooperative sincerity.

In the guest room, Tristan had deliberately left a small night light on forher, and the warm light suffused the room.

The curtains weren't closed, allowing some faint light to shine through.Perhaps it was because the bed was too big and soft, but Monica sleptvery soundly...

Two hours passed unknowingly.

Tristan's study was still brightly lit as the video conference continued.He would also take notes from time to time, listening carefully to theexecutives’ suggestions and expressing his own views.

In the guest room, Monica rolled over on the spacious soft bed. Shejust felt parched, her throat seeming to spew smoke.

Under this tormenting feeling, she could no longer sleep well.

In a daze, she opened her eyes, blinking them open. She was suddenlystunned.

In the dim light, Monica saw the room's layout clearly. Where was this?An unfamiliar environment!

She sat up abruptly and took a look under the blanket at herself.Fortunately she was fully clothed, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Buton second thought, she couldn't help feeling nervous again.

How did she end up here?

Sitting on the bed, she tried hard to recall the afternoon at theamusement park with Tristan, and then they went to eat at a street stallwhere she also drank beer...

Could this be Tristan's home?

She stared at the doorway, and suddenly even her breathing becamecautious.

How could he have brought her back here??