NovelStart"It's great! Really great! Now that my daughter is with your son, | can finally rest assured!" "You can definitely rest assured. My son Tristan is 100% reliable. However, he hasn't announced it toyet. He just brought her here. | guess young people have their own ideas. They want to wait for the relationship to stabilize before making it official. This kind of thing will happen naturally, no need to urge. We don't have to worry. Let's just wait patiently for the good news together!" "Why not urge? It's best to have the wedding before the end of the year!" Algerone Swain was more anxious, "I've set my sights on your son Tristan!" He laughed heartily, in a great mood, "We must urge, let's do it together!" Zack Clarke couldn't help but laugh, and the two old friends chatted about their families again.
Downstairs, Monica originally planned to take a taxi and leave.
But Tristan opened the passenger door and looked at her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMonica had no choice but to get into Tristan's car. As soon as the car started, she said to him, "Dropoff at the bookstore when you pass by." She guessed that he must be very busy.
"What do you need to buy?" Tristan asked, holding the steering wheel with both hands and not looking away.
"I need to buy sdigital cards for Eason." The girl didn't hide it, "I promised to play games with him. He's too bored every day." There was a brief silence in the car, and Tristan didn't continue the conversation.
Monica suddenly felt a little awkward. Did he think... that she was taking herself too seriously? She turned to look at him and explained, "I think promises made to children must be kept, otherwise they will always hope." He drove the car and still didn't speak.
"If you think it's not appropriate forto go to the hospital again, you can take the cards there yourself and tell him | hurt my leg and will visit him when it's better." She made it up, trying to find a way out for herself.
Tristan's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled, "If you're injured, shouldn't you be in the hospital? Then he'll cto find you." "There are so many hospitals. How big is Arkpool City? | don't have to be in this hospital." Monica's face was awkward, and she stuttered as she spoke.
"So, you'd rather curse yourself to be injured than go to see him again?" "Of course not!" Monica nearly jumped up, suddenly turning her eyes and staring with her bright, expressive eyes as she explained, "I'm just... just worried you might be upset! After all... we're just acting." "The hospital isn't mine, what would | have to be upset about?" He replied.
"But he is your brother!" Monica looked at him, what kind of attitude was this? Was he allowing her to go or not? Only then did Tristan turn his gaze and glance at her, his expression calm and indifferent, "Don't overthink." There was no emotion on his face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDon't overthink? What did these four words mean? Monica was still awkward, and as she withdrew her gaze, she inadvertently saw a bookstore not far away, "Stop, stop, stop! We're at the bookstore!!" Although the car almost sped past, Tristan reacted quickly, stepping on the brake with his long legs, and the Maybach stopped steadily at the entrance of the Xinhua Bookstore.
"You go ahead, no need to wait for me!" The girl quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, not wanting to waste his precious time.
He didn't say anything.
Before getting out of the car, she glanced at him, quickly opened the door, got out, closed the door, and headed straight for the bookstore without looking back! My goodness! The air in the car was too stifling! It was suffocating.
When he was silent and sparing with his words, it really felt cold!
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