NovelStartChapter 1242 Almost Frozen "Belinda, trust is the most essential," Monica added, "Besides, you are my mother. Right?" "Monica, you'd better not lie to me." "All right. All right. I gotta go. I'll return hto celebrate your birthday. Bye, Mom." Monica ended the call immediately without giving her mother another chance to speak.
Pinching her phone, she breathed a sigh of relief and grumbled, "Oh, women! You are always suspicious." "It's because you lied to her," Tristan remarked indifferently.
Monica's heart skipped a beat. She found a man sitting next to her, and he wasn't a stranger. Although they only met once in person, she had seen his photos millions of times.
Monica gaped as if the man were a ghost. "Tristan?" Tristan also remembered her as his memory was good. The girl was Mr. Swain's daughter. They once went on a blind date. He was surprised to reencounter her, sat next to her on the flight, and heard her lie to her mother.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMonica coughed in embarrassment, wondering what was in Tristan's mind as he was gazing at her without blinking.
Tristan looked calm.
"Well... | think..." Monica withdrew her gaze to ignore her lie and shifted their conversation in another direction. "I only wanted to delight my father to go on the blind date with you last time. You were also the same, but you went there with your girlfriend.
Wasn't it somewhat inappropriate?" Monica wanted to push the blonto Tristan, looking at him confidently.
Tristan withdrew his gaze, pressing his thin lips. With a stern look, he didn't seem to intend to reply.
"Hey?" Monica studied his expression carefully. "Are you suffering disappointment in love? Why do you look so upset?" Tristan's heart tightened, a piercing pain rising in his heart. However, he still stayed calm.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Monica seemed to realize something and becsolemn. "Have you really broken up with her?" Frowning, Tristan thought she was too noisy.
"Well, it happens..." "Ms. Swain, you seem to be adept at lying," Tristan interrupted in a low voice, "You said you were not in Arkpool City and didn't see your father. Do you always lie?" "Huh? No... It's not like what you thought. It's my family's complicated matters." "You lied to your mother. That's more awful." "You..." Before Monica figured out how to explain, her phone rang again. She immediately checked the caller ID. Fortunately, it wasn't her mother, but her father was calling.
After hesitating for a minute, Monica swiped to answer, "Hello, Dad?" "Monica, listen. Your surnis Swain, so you must take my advice when looking for a boyfriend. You can't let your mother decide everything," Algerone said solemnly, "I've met many outstanding boys in the business field, more than she has." Algerone was also agitated, so his voice was loud enough for Tristan to overhear.
Before Monica answered, Algerone continued, "Il know you like Tristan's style. I've filtered the list again and picked up the boys according to his standards. At least half of them meet your requirements." Tristan froze when he heard those words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMonica felt too embarrassed, covering her phone immediately. She was stiff.
Awkwardness also appeared on Tristan's handsface.
Afraid her father would say something more embarrassing, Monica hurriedly hung up the call.
Silence blanketed them.
Soon, the broadcast sounded in the cabin. Monica looked out of the window without turning back. The flight slid and took off. She only felt pin-drop silence in the air.
Tristan pulled out a magazine and browsed it, ignoring her.
As a girl, Monica felt too embarrassed, wishing to vanish immediately. However, the flight was heading for London, and she had to sit for several more hours.
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