NovelStartChapter 1431: Forgot to Bring Clothes During Shower
Tristan was pondering over a question... Why, in a dire situation, did he risk his life for Monica? Even at that moment, he really
didn't think about anything. Even if it meant dying with her, he would jump down. When did Monica take such an important
position in his heart? Even Tristan himself hadn't noticed it.
Standing under the shower, amidst the billowing steam, he was looking for an answer to this question. In the end, he could only
conclude that he had fallen for Monica... This liking was different from his feelings for Claire, it was of a different degree. Looking
back now, his feelings for Claire were more of a fondness. Her justice, her courage to stand up for her friends, it all moved him
greatly. However, compared to that, Tristan felt his feelings for Monica were even more genuine.
Tristan had never been in a romantic relationship, he didn't have the experience to maintain a perfect love. Perhaps due to a lack
of security from his childhood, Tristan was a bit clumsy in matters of the heart and didn't dare to hope too much, despite his
outstanding qualities. But he had a strong impulse to protect Monica for the rest of his life.
Standing under the shower with his eyes closed and head tilted back, the misty water wet his tightly closed eyelashes, the moist
streams of water cascaded down his shoulders, his chest... Thanks to his regular workouts, he had the perfect male physique, with
strong muscles, and a body better than international male models.
As the water quieted down, Tristan took a towel to dry his body, only to realize that he had not brought his clothes in! He was
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtembarrassed for a few seconds, then cracked open the bathroom door, "Monica?"
"What's up?" The girl put down her empty cup and stood up. Having just finished drinking ginger soup, she walked towards the
bathroom.
Hearing the footsteps, Tristan closed the door in a panic, "I, | forgot to bring my clothes, can you helpget them?"
"Just the shirt?" The girl asked.
"No, | didn't bring my pants either." He was truly embarrassed, "They're in the black travel bag."
"Okay." Monica turned around and opened his travel bag. The clothes inside were neatly folded, obviously belonging to a
meticulous man, "Do you wear a dress shirt?"
"Yes." Tristan added shyly, "The underwear is in the small bag on the right."
"Okay." The girl's cheeks reddened as she took out his dress shirt and trousers. According to his guidance, she pulled out a pair of
underwear from the side pouch.
They were red??
Monica was taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure, holding the clothes and knocking on the bathroom door.
Upon hearing the door open, she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand, her heart pounding.
Tristan reached out from the frosted glass door and took the clothes, "Thank you."
The girl turned around with her eyes closed, hearing the door closing again.
Somehow, Monica's heartbeat becerratic again... She opened her eyes and took a deep breath, her heart fluttering like a
frightened deer.
Not long after, the doorbell rang.
Monica quickly went to open the door, the food delivery had arrived, "Miss Swain, right?"
"Yes."
"Enjoy your meal."
"Thank you." She took the bag and closed the door.
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Tristan, dressed, cout of the bathroom, "What did you order?" He asked while drying his hair with a towel.
"Cheese pot."
Monica put the bag on the table and opened it, "This is not junk food, it's from a very clean chain store. The food is absolutely safe,
it's just that you may not have eaten it before."
She handed him a bowl, "Warm up?"
Tristan stood still, not immediately accepting.
This made Monica a little embarrassed. She looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly.
She thought to herself, could the president of a big corporation accept hot pot?
"Never mind." Just as she decided not to force Tristan, he reached out and ruffled her hair; a doting light flashed in his deep eyes,
"What do you mean 'never mind'? You bought it especially."
The next second, he took the bowl, "Thank you, lettry." Then he headed towards the sofa.
Looking at his extraordinary figure, Monica was stunned for a moment, followed by a wave of joy!
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