NovelStartChapter 1708 The Kind Monica
"You are Monica, you are my most beloved girl," Tristan squatted in front of her, gripped her slightly cool fingers tightly, looked up
and gazed at her, his deep eyes filled with earnestness.
The girl took a deep breath, endured the heartache, and asked softly, "Did Dad say anything to you?" She wanted to know.
Tristan shook his head, "No."
The two looked at each other, and a breeze blew by. What lingered between him and her was a long silence.
Monica's heart felt like being pricked by needles, aching all over.
"Algerone and Belinda love you very much, Monica, this is a fact," Tristan's deep eyes flickered slightly, "You also love them a lot
right? After so many years, going back to find who your biological parents are and what reasons caused you to separate, actually...
| think it's meaningless."
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Tristan knew this was cruel, but he had to persuade her to accept this fact and that her current life was not too bad either.
But what if she was abandoned?
If she knew the truth, seeds of hatred would be planted in her heart, and she would not be happy in the days to come.
She would constantly deny herself.
"lI don't want to find my biological parents, | just..." Monica was kind, she cried and said, "I just can't accept for a moment that I'm
not their biological child. When they divorced, they fought over me... they lovedso much..."
"l also love you. Slove doesn't need blood ties," the man brushed aside her hair that was blown to her face by the wind, and
hugged her shoulders affectionately, looking at her indulgently, "Monica, you are a lucky girl to have met such good dad and mom.
This is also a gift from heaven to you."
Monica gently pulled him up and let Tristan sit next to her. He put his arm around her shoulders and gently hugged her into his
arms.
"Monica, | understand your shock and feelings, but when you calm down and think about it, if you ask and they tell you about your
background, what will you do?"
"..." She didn't know. She really didn't know.
Tristan asked gently again, "Are you going to recognize your original parents? Apart from blood ties, after being absent for so many
years, what's the difference between them and strangers?"
"lI don't want to. | don't want to recognize my original parents at all. | don't want to know about my background. | love Algerone and
Belinda. | only love them," Monica shook her head and said firmly with tears, "I love Dad and Mom deeply, even more than | love
myself, so | hope with all my heart that they can get remarried, and | did a lot of work for it."
She finally saw that they were about to remarry, she really didn't want to ruin this beauty. What's more, Belinda was still in the
emergency room now...
Therefore, the kind Monica decided, "I'll act as if | know nothing. Don't tell them anything."
Tristan nodded, "Okay, shall we... go upstairs?"
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"Is there anything to buy around?" She thought for a while, "lI want to pack a meal for Algerone, he must be hungry."
"Shall we go and see?"
"Okay."
So Tristan took Monica up, and the two of them went to the hospital canteen. It was actually meal tnow.
On the 11th floor, Algerone was half worried about Belinda and half about Monica as he sat on the bench outside the emergency
room. His heart was chilled.
This sudden change also overwhelmed him a bit.
Monica knew about her background... He had a feeling that everything would change from now on, that many unexpected things
would happen.
But at the moment, he was more concerned about Belinda's condition. How long would the suturing take?
Would there be any danger during the suturing process?
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