NovelEnglishChapter 1238 Tristan Gave Her a Ride Daphne wondered if Rowan had lost his compassion for her due to his disgust toward her. The thought made her heart sink.
According to how much she knew about Rowan, he was a sentimental, soft-hearted man who would be upset when seeing a cat shed. He beca doctor because he was a loving man.
"Dr. Wells?" A male doctor strode towards her. "What happened to your foot?" He looked surprised and worried.
"I twisted my ankle downstairs by accident." Daphne almost burst into tears, feeling too aggrieved.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Con. I'll check up on you." The male doctor hurriedly helped her walk. "Be careful." While heading for the office, he remarked, "You seem to be severely injured." Gritting her teeth, Daphne leaned against his shoulder while tolerating the pain. Tears trickled down her cheeks.
Claire took Rowan's car to the hospital earlier, so she didn't drive. After leaving the hospital, she wanted to take a taxi, but Tristan happened to walk out. Claire stopped mid-step.
In the morning breeze, their gazes met.
Claire could see the bruises on his face, thinking he fought to defend her. She felt sorry with a lump in her throat. Standing rooted to the spot, she didn't know how to start a topic.
Tristan also stared at her intensely, mixed feelings surging in his chest. He didn't expect to see her so soon. Feeling delighted, he also becmore and more frustrated while approaching her.
Looking into his eyes, Claire watched him walk toward her step by step, her mind jumbled.
Tristan stopped before her.
Seeing the sorrow in his eyes, Claire parted her lips. "Tri..." Before she was about to apologize, Tristan embraced her tightly.
Claire stopped breathing, becoming stiff.
"Claire, you must be happy." Tristan curled his lips into a sincere smile, although tears sprung to his eyes. "If you are unhappy, please cto me." His last words raised a sharp pang in her heart. Claire felt his intense affection.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Tristan..." Claire froze and couldn't move in his arms. "I'm sorry. | didn't mean to hurt you." She suddenly wanted to shed tears.
"You don't need to apologize to me. You didn't do anything wrong. Claire, you are true and straightforward, and that's why I like you." Tristan was reasonable. With a smile, he added, "You only followed the choice from your heart. You are with the man you love." Claire was too tongue-tied to respond, pushing him gently. "Tristan..." She didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
After a while, Tristan let go of her. "Claire, | hope we'll still be friends in the future." "Ehn." She nodded hard.
"Where are you going?" Tristan put away his frustration and asked in a relaxed tone, "l can give you a ride." "You can't reject me. We're friends, aren't we?" Claire pressed her lips and answered, "I'm going home." "Wait for me. I'll drive my car over." Tristan turned away.
Claire didn't know how she felt, her mind messy.
Soon, Tristan returned to his car.
Claire sat in. She had considered several words to speak to him. After Tristan started the engine, Claire looked at him. "Tristan, you don't need to panic and be patient. In this world, there must be someone waiting for you in a corner somewhere." "Really?" Tristan darted at her with a smile. "I believe it's truth." "Besides, she's a perfect match for you. Please don't be persistent with me," Claire said, "If you let go of me, you'll meet your Miss Right soon. Then you can hold her hands. Really. She's waiting for you in the destined place." Her voice cheered up Tristan.
"Thank you for your kind words." Tristan felt much better while driving. "I just like you so very much."
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