NovelStartAt the moment, only Zack Clarke and Eason were inside.
Zack Clarke had met Monica before, after all, they had met for a blind date with Tristan.
So when Zack Clarke saw her, especially when she cin with Tristan, Zack Clarke's heart was filled with countless question marks, and at the stime, he was overjoyed! Monica followed with a broad grin, and when she caught Zack Clarke's eye, she quickly put away her smile, her mind going blank! "Dad." Tristan greeted him, and then looked at the girl behind him, introducing, "Monica, this is my father, whom you've met before." "Hello, Uncle!" Monica bowed politely, showing great respect.
At this moment, the bold and casual girl felt nervous, as if she were meeting her boyfriend's parents.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIs she really Algerone Swain's daughter?? Zack Clarke's face immediately lit up with a kind smile, "Hello, hello, we meet again." He was delighted inside.
"Yeah, we meet again." Monica was a little restrained, smiling, and not knowing what to say in front of the elder.
Zack Clarke hurriedly made a cup of tea for Monica. "Here, Monica, have stea. Aiden went to prepare Eason's foot-soaking medicine; she had to go to the pharmacy to get it." "Thank you, Uncle," Monica said as she took the cup with both hands. Her eyes were bright, and her voice was pleasant.
"You're welcome," Zack Clarke replied, feeling happy as a father because his son's love life was finally settling down. Tristan was no longer a young boy! Eason sat on the edge of the bed, holding a fluffy yellow duck toy, looking up at Tristan with a touch of resentment in his eyes.
Tristan took a step towards him, squatted down in front of him, held his little hand, and apologized, "Eason, your brother is here to see you." Hearing his voice, Monica turned her attention to this half-brother of Tristan. The little boy was quite good-looking.
"Brother!" The little fellow looked at him and said in a childish voice, "It's been a long tsince you came." Feeling happy that Eason was showing emotion and expressing himself, Tristan replied, "I'm sorry. From now on, your brother will cevery week, okay?" The little boy nodded, "Eason likes brother, and sister too." Jennifer had been spending a lot of tin the hospital to care for Eason's emotions after he lost his mother, but she had to go to the company today.
"We like Eason too," Tristan reassured him.
At this moment, the Aiden entered the room carrying a basin of steaming hot foot-soaking water. The scent of the herbal medicine was detectable from a distance.
Upon seeing Tristan, she greeted him, "Young Master is here?" Tristan looked back, "Hello, Aiden." He also greeted her and, seeing the steaming basin in her hands, quickly got up to make room.
Aiden smiled at Monica, who was holding her teacup, and Monica politely returned the smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"This is the medicinal water for the young master's foot soak," Aiden reported to Tristan, in case he didn't know. She bent down and gently placed the basin in front of the bed.
Tristan squatted down again. "Letdo it. I'll help him wash." Monica watched as Tristan carefully took off the little boy's shoes and socks, his movements gentle and practiced, like a father.
"The water temperature has been tested; it's just right," the housekeeper reminded them.
Tristan was about to test the water himself but, hearing her say this, looked up and gave her a smile. "Thank you for your hard work lately." He then tried to put Eason's plump little feet into the water.
"It's not hard; it's my duty," Aiden said with a genuine smile.
"Eason, is it too hot?" Tristan asked him.
Even though Aiden had already checked, children's skin was more delicate.
Eason shook his head. This time, when he looked at his brother, his expression was no longer gloomy but full of smiles. "Eason likes brother." As Monica stood nearby sipping her tea, she wondered if the child lacked love.
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