Chapter 1396: The Heartwarming Mr. Norwell (Part One)
She suppressed her inner joy, staring at the familiar profile picture, as she sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully opened
the message. The content of the message was simple: It's going to get cold, remember to wear a coat. This seemingly simple
reminder warmed her heart.
Holding her phone, Monica was incredibly excited. He was showing concern for her! She quickly replied with two characters:
"Okay." After replying, she felt as if the conversation had died. Sure enough, he didn't reply again...
Staring at the phone screen, she eagerly awaited another notification, hoping for another message from Tristan. But one minute
passed, then two, and still there was silence from his side. She must be the conversation killer. Did he not have any other thoughts
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtabout her? Was she overthinking it?
The girl pouted and thought to herself, he probably wouldn't reply again, would he? So she put down her phone, continued tidying
up, and also tried to put her emotions back in order.
At that moment, Tristan had just returned hfrom Algerone Swain's place. He had barely unbuckled his seatbelt when he sent
her that message amidst the cold night breeze. He had wanted to tell her that Algerone Swain was currently single. But after some
thought, he decided it would be better to surprise her in person - he wanted to see her overjoyed reaction. This would be a
happiness he could bring to her.
So, after Tristan got home, he sent her two characters: "Good night." Meaning he hoped she would rest early. Hearing her phone
chwith a Facebook notification, Monica's heart warmed, hoping it was him but also fearing it wasn't. She stopped what she was
doing, picked up her phone, and the joy she felt when she saw it was a message from him was indescribable.
The girl's face lit up with a sweet, radiant smile, and she happily replied with two characters: "Good night." She finally had
someone to say good night to. Then, Monica sent him her location and a voice message: "Mom and | are staying in one of dad's
vacant houses. You can just cpickup here."
Tristan replied with two characters: "Received." But he was puzzled. How would Belinda feel if he picked Monica up openly? Would
Belinda agree to let her go with him for a week? After giving it sthought, Tristan figured that since they were staying in a
house provided by Uncle Swain, it meant Belinda must have made scompromises. Their relationship might have improved
significantly. If that was indeed the case, everything would get better, and he could finally put his mind at ease.
Tristan also quickly packed his things, and when his phone chimed with a notification, he saw it wasn't from Monica. It was a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmweather alert: not just a decrease in temperature, but a sudden freeze. The temperature would drop to freezing, and it would snow.
In such cold conditions...
Tristan worried about Monica. He didn't understand girls and didn't know how they usually kept warm, only that they tended to
wear less clothing. Moreover, the town would be colder than the city. He worried that Monica might catch a cold if she went out
with him.
After scontemplation, Tristan dialed Saskia Holt's number. This was the first the had called Saskia. Fresh out of the
shower, she tensed up when she saw his incoming call displayed on her phone screen. What was going on? A call from Mr. Norwell?
She quickly answered, "Hello, Mr. Norwell." Carefully controlling her emotions, she wondered if there was a problem at work? It
didn't seem that way.
"Saskia, I'd like to ask you something," Tristan didn't feel embarrassed, and he asked, "How do you girls usually keep warm when
going out in winter?"