NovelStartTristan stopped in front of the elevator, his well-defined fingers pressing the button to go up. He didn't refuse. During the wait for the elevator, he didn't let go of the girl's hand either.
Monica was secretly delighted, but also nervous. Standing in front of him, especially when he was silent, there was always an inexplicable sense of oppression. In no time, the elevator doors opened. Tristan stepped inside, and Monica followed him like a clingy little rabbit.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe elevator ascended and soon stopped at the designated floor. The doors opened again. Monica continued to cling to Tristan's arm as if it was a habit and followed him out. Tristan glanced at her as they walked and didn't seem to mind. "Can you let go now? I'm sure your mom didn't follow us." Just as Monica's heart sank and she was about to let go, Claire, dressed in a light and elegant dress, appeared in the hallway and walked towards them. Claire saw them too.
Monica tightened her grip on Tristan's arm, feeling awkward as she recalled the incident from the other day. Tristan stopped and calmly looked at the girl approaching them with his tall, slender frame. The girl beside him also stopped and looked at Claire.
Claire's smile was bright and charming as she walked up to them, her composure and grace evident. Seeing the girl holding onto Tristan's arm, she was genuinely happy. Had Tristan found a girlfriend? With a smile full of blessings, she stopped about a meter away from the pair.
She looked at Tristan, then at the girl beside him, and finally back at Tristan's handsface. Smiling, she asked, "Are you here to see Eason today?" "Yes," Tristan nodded, his expression calm as if his heart was unruffled.
Monica blinked her beautiful eyes, full of curiosity, and sincerely apologized to Claire, "I'm sorry, Miss." Claire was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again as if she had forgotten about the incident. "I didn't take it to heart. Why are you being so formal?" She then extended her hand to Monica, "Hi, I'm Claire." Surprised by Claire's amicability, Monica quickly shook her hand, "Hi, I'm Monica!" Her smile was especially beautiful.
Claire looked at her for a few moments and found her adorable. She suddenly had new creative inspiration - a girl with such an honest and straightforward personality would surely be popular among boys, right? When Tristan saw Claire again, he felt more at ease - after all, they were both adults in their thirties. Soon enough, Rowan appeared in their line of sight and walked towards them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon seeing them, Rowan slowed his pace, cto Claire's side, and put his arm around her shoulder. Claire turned to look at him, "Finished with work?" "Yes." Tristan and Rowan exchanged glances, and the atmosphere was a bit strange, but Monica didn't notice. Rowan noticed the girl next to Tristan and the intimate gesture of her holding his arm. Had he found someone too? With a slight smile, Rowan said to Tristan, "Congratulations on finding your other half." "Thank you," Tristan replied with a smile, graciously accepting the blessing.
Monica smiled foolishly and looked at his handsprofile again. From this angle, he looked incredibly attractive.
"Shall we go?" Rowan hugged Claire's shoulder and said to Tristan, "We'll catch up later, | have sthings to do." "Alright," Tristan nodded.
Rowan then left with Claire. Monica pursed her lips.
Tristan continued walking, and Monica followed him. For the first time, she thought that the feeling of being misunderstood was really nice!
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