Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1865: About To Give Birth

Chapter 1865: About to Give Birth

Monica knelt on the sofa, holding a book and staring at the four wordsin front of her without blinking. She seemed like a plaster statue.Tristan raised an eyebrow and looked calmly at her face.

Monica cleared her throat and looked up at him. "Um... This... Thiscan't count..."

"Why can't it count?" Tristan was puzzled, looking at her seriously. "Ifthis doesn't count, then we only have 99 things left. Are we still gettingmarried?"

Monica looked helpless, despite her seemingly carefree appearance.The thought of taking a bath together was beyond her imagination.Tristan took the book from her and lifted her from the sofa, carrying herstraight to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" The girl blushed, trying to wriggle out of hisarms.

Ignoring her protests, Tristan kissed her as they entered the bathroom.He gently placed her in the tub and adjusted the water temperature.With warm water flowing down, Monica sat in the tub, staring at him,her heart pounding in her chest.

Kneeling beside the tub, Tristan gazed affectionately at her and softlyasked, "Princess, shall I help you undress?"

The girl blushed even more.

“I'll help you undress!" Monica blurted out boldly, reaching for his collarand unbuttoning the first button underneath his neck.

In shock yet amused, the man enjoyed the moment.

The warm bathroom was filled with a soft yellow light and steam,making the girl's dark eyelashes even more enchanting. She hesitatedto look into his eyes as she unbuttoned his shirt, her cheeks burning.After taking off his shirt, she buried her head in his chest, gentlynuzzling against him.

Tristan couldn't resist and lifted her face, kissing her againpassionately.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, stirring something within him.

After about an hour, the two, clad in bathrobes, emerged from thebathroom, the sweet ambiguity still lingering between them.

They sat on the sofa, Tristan turned the page and inscribed the date atthe end of the “taking a bath together’ entry, then they pressed theirfingerprints.

"Goodnight." Monica got up from the sofa, swiftly heading to thebedroom without looking back.

As she closed the bedroom door behind her, her heart felt like it wasgoing to burst. Her hands cupped her face, feeling the heat.

Oh god! She had just taken a bath with him!! She even helped himundress!

She dared not dwell on that thought any longer.

In the living room, Tristan, with a smile in his eyes, turned the pages ofthe book, marking off more than a dozen tasks... Each with completiondates and fingerprints.

This in itself was a romantic gesture.

Once all these tasks were completed, he would give her a grandwedding and make her a happy bride.

Tristan spent every evening planning the wedding in Arkpool City, in theRussell family estate.

Finnley woke up from his sleep, turning to look at the woman lyingbeside him. Normally, Mya would be peacefully asleep. But today, sheopened her eyes, her face slightly pale, seemingly enduring something."Honey, what's wrong?" Finnley sat up anxiously. "Are you feelingunwell? When did it start? Why didn't you wake me up or tell me?"