NovelEnglishChapter 1373: Taking Her to Breakfast In a short while, a Maybach stopped not far away. Tristan didn't get out of the car in a hurry because he spotted Monica and her father talking and laughing together. The scene was warm and cozy.
After a while, Tristan saw Algerone Swain get into his car. Monica waved at him, and once the car had driven away, Tristan unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.
Monica saw him and her smile changed, becoming gentle and shy. The tall and handsTristan walked towards her, their gazes meeting, and Monica felt an inexplicable excitement, mixed with a bit of nervousness. She pursed her lips, her smile still radiant.
"Did Uncle Swain need you for something?" Tristan stopped in front of her, worried that she had refused her father in order to see him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMonica shook her head. "No, he cto see my mom." Tristan was taken aback for a moment. He knew about her family situation, that her parents had divorced long ago. So, Swain's dad was looking for Belinda...
"It's alright, he's already found her," Monica said, worried that he would overthink it. Her lips curved into a smile. "Should we go to the hospital now?" "Sure." Tristan glanced at her and then walked towards his car. Monica followed, and he helped her open the passenger door, acting like a gentleman as he helped her into the car.
As Monica buckled her seatbelt, Tristan returned to the driver's seat. The early winter morning was a bit cold, with a slight chill in the air. When the car started, the windows rolled up and the heater con.
Monica was touched by his small gesture and couldn't help but look at him. At the stime, Tristan turned his gaze to Monica, locking his eyes on her beautiful face. A hidden smile flashed in his deep eyes.
Monica withdrew her gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed. She didn't want to appear too smitten. At that moment, her stomach let out an uncontrollable growl.
The car was very quiet, so the sound was quite noticeable, abruptly reaching Tristan's ears. While driving, he paused for a moment, realizing the sound cfrom her stomach.
He pulled over to the side and asked, "Haven't you had breakfast?" "..." Monica felt slightly embarrassed. Just then, her stomach grumbled uncontrollably again. How awkward! "Il... just got up," she admitted shyly.
Tristan's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Let's go. I'll take you to breakfast. | know a great breakfast place nearby." With that, the car started once more. Monica pursed her lips but didn't say anything. She hadn't eaten breakfast and didn't want to feel hungry.
After about five minutes, the car stopped in front of a small breakfast place. Monica followed Tristan out of the car. The breakfast place wasn't big, but it looked clean and tidy.
Since the morning rush had passed, there weren't many customers.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The noodles here are delicious," Tristan introduced to her.
Monica didn't have many preferences, so she casually ordered a bowl! of noodles. Then, she asked him, "What do you want to eat?" "I've already eaten," he answered.
So, was he going to watch her eat? Wouldn't that be... embarrassing? But she didn't want to say anything else.
Soon, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was ready. Tristan accompanied her to a wooden table, even thoughtfully pouring her a cup of warm water.
"Thank you," Monica looked up at him, her face showing a smile, a bit restrained.
Tristan didn't speak, his gentle gaze fixed on her face. Seeing her brought an inexplicable sense of reassurance to his heart.
Monica's heart raced, feeling incredibly awkward! In front of the person she liked, she would always be conscious of her appearance. But eating... one careless move could make her look ungraceful.
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