NovelEnglishChapter 1174 Tristan Asks Claire for Help "What's it?" Everybody would ask so.
"It's simple. It's not about money." Tristan said humorously, "Just one meal. Please don't refuse me, | can't find a suitable person for a while." His tone was casual and relaxed as if it was really just a small favor.
Claire couldn't refuse him.
After all, Tristan was not a messy man, if he didn't encounter sproblems, he wouldn't have asked her for help.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBesides, she owed him a favor and now it was just her chance to pay him back.
Tristan asked again, "Is your aunt alright? Why is she hospitalized? Is it serious?" There was worry in his calm tone.
"It's not serious, it's just her stomach problem. She is getting better." The girl asked, "What tis it tomorrow? Where can | find you? " She agreed.
Tristan was very happy. He smiled, "I'll pick you up from the hospital and visit your aunt by the way. Good night." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, giving her no chance to refuse.
Claire, holding her phone, stood in the corridor with a dazed expression.
He wanted to visit Aunt Violet.
What would Aunt Violet think? Would she misunderstand their relationship? Aunt Violet couldn't wait to see her get married right away! So, she hurriedly called Tristan back, and the ring rang over and over again, but he didn't answer.
Claire had no choice but to return to the ward somehow frustrated.
Violet woke up and was drinking water, "It's so late, who's calling? You even went out to answer it." How did she wake up? "A friend. | didn't want to wake you up." Claire told her, "Aunt Violet, | may have to leave tomorrow for a while. A friend askedfor a favor, it won't take long." "Male?" Violet looked at Claire with the cup in her hand.
Claire couldn't lie facing her gaze.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yea." She confessed, besides, Tristan was coming tomorrow. So she couldn't lie.
Just when Violet was about to ask more questions, Claire quickly explained, "Just a friend! He dida favor, so | am repaying him this time." After looking at each other for a while, Violet believed her words. She took a sip of water, "It's normal to have male friends. Don't be too nervous." "I'm not nervous, Aunt Violet." Violet knew that if Claire fell in love, she would definitely tell her.
"Aunt Violet, aren't you going back to sleep?" Claire saw that she was getting more and more energetic.
Violet smiled and waved to her. Only a small lamp was on, making the room look cozy.
Claire sat down next to her, "What's the matter?" "How was your dinner with Mr. Watson?" Violet lowered her voice, her eyes sparkled, and she pulled Claire to sit down on the edge of the bed, "Do you have feelings for him?" She was as impatient as a mother.
In the flickering light, Claire blushed. "It's getting late, go to sleep, you are a patient. You need to rest more." "Answer me, why are you escaping my question?" Violet stared at her solemnly, "Don't you have anything to tell me? Must | guess? How am | going to fall asleep like that?" "It's just a meal, what do you want to know?" Claire said vaguely, "Anyway, | don't hate him." "So you like him?" Violet was very happy, "| remember asking you the squestion about someone else, you said you hated him!" Claire forgot it. She stood up, urged Violet to sleep, and then lay down herself.
It was very quiet in the ward, but she couldn't sleep. She thought of Rowan's gentle face, that cold and alienated feeling, and his "I am here."
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