Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1713 Tristan'S Surprise For Her

Chapter 1713 Tristan's Surprise for Her

Getting out of the car, Tristan held her hand, instinctively intertwiningtheir fingers, and walked with her along the riverbank.

The snow on the riverbank in early spring had melted, and the winterplum blossoms were still in full bloom.

"Do you want to replace your parents?" Tristan turned to look at her as theywalked, his voice low, “If you want to replace them, I can help you, I willsupport you."

This was the decision he had made on the way back from the hospital.Monica shook her head, "I don't want to, I don't want to go looking forthem either. Since we're already separated, it just wasn't meant to be."She turned to ask, "Even if we found them, then what?"

Tristan saw a touch of sweet, faint smile at the corner of her lips, as ifshe had let go and become accepting in an instant.

Just walking like this, glancing at each other, the smile on the girl's lipsgrew deeper.

After a while, Tristan stopped her footsteps. He stood still in front of her,hands on her shoulders, his eyes gentle and affectionate, "Monica,your parents will be very happy that you can think like this. You have totruly let it go, little by little, day by day. Don't wrong yourself, tell me ifyou're unhappy.”

He knew it would take time to let go, it wasn't something that could bedone in just a few words.

"Okay, I promise you," Monica's voice was low, the smile at the cornerof her lips gentle and pretty, "Are you busy? Going to the company?"Tristan shook his head, "No, Hope has cleared my work for today. I'llstay with you the whole time."

"Then take me home,” Monica said to him, “I'm a little tired. I want tosleep for a while."

He nodded, "Okay." Then he put his arm around her shoulders andstrode towards the nearby car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Monica glanced out the window until shecame back to her senses and realized the car had stopped in front ofhis villa.

Not her dad's small western-style house at all.

"..." Monica was a little surprised.

But Tristan calmly unfastened his seatbelt, "Stay at my place tonight, I'llfeel more at ease that way."

She watched him get out of the car, watched him walk around to openthe passenger door for her. He was chivalrous and courteous, his eyestoward her very gentle.

Monica didn't hesitate for too long, it wasn't like she hadn't stayed overbefore, no need to be coy about it.

So she undid her seatbelt and got out of the car, striding with himtowards the living room. Being with him always gave her a sense ofsecurity.

He entered the fingerprint password and the door opened.

Tristan said to her, "Wait here for a moment.” Then he blocked thedoorway, fiddling with the door handle as he entered the fingerprintlock's management mode.

He took her finger and added her fingerprint.

"You..." Monica was surprised again. They weren't even married yet,she felt a little awkward and uneasy.

But Tristan took her other hand, glanced at her, his eyes full of gentleemotions, "You're the lady of this house, entering the fingerprintpassword is inevitable sooner or later. The sooner the better, wheneveryou want to come over, you can come anytime without needing to notifyme."

After entering the password, he took her hand and headed upstairs.Before taking her back to the bedroom to rest, Tristan mysteriously saidto her, "Monica, let me take you somewhere first."

"Where?" The girl was led by the hand, following passively behind him.Soon, they turned a corner and a bright walk-in closet came into view.The open shelves filled with strips of lights were full of all kinds of littledresses.

Glittering and shining under the lights one by one.

"You..." the girl turned in shock, "Are these all for me?"

"Who else?" Tristan said to her, "I didn't know what styles you liked, so Igot them all. You can pick out the ones you like."

"This is too wasteful..." Monica turned and punched him in the chest,"You still have to save up for the bride price! This is reckless spending!I can just bring my own clothes when I come over!"