NovelEnglishChapter 1577 The Meeting Was Interrupted Because of Her
Monica put on her shoes and stepped lightly towards the doorway. She walked in the direction the light was coming from.
She felt a little expectant and also a little nervous, her heartbeat speeding up.
He had actually brought her here... She didn't dare imagine it, unable to stop smiling to herself. Her heart felt as sweet as being
filled with honey.
It was late at night and the surroundings were exceptionally quiet. Her footsteps were light, light... like a little kitten's.
As she walked, she cto the study door and sneakily poked her head out. She saw Tristan sitting at his desk with the computer
open in front of him, staring intently at the screen.
Working so late? She was slightly dumbfounded. He looked so handsbeing hard at work!
Tristan wrote something down with a pen, still unaware of her presence at the door.
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It wasn't until Monica stepped lightly into the room, almost reaching the desk, that Tristan raised his eyes and saw her.
He was a little surprised that she had woken up.
"I'm thirsty," Monica stepped forward to stand next to him, leaning against the edge of the desk with her back to the computer
screen, looking at him pitifully.
At this time, the video conference was still ongoing with Tristan wearing bluetooth headphones. The camera happened to capture
the back of the girl.
The conference room in France erupted!
And her coquettish "I'm thirsty" was also transmitted to the conference room on the other end, to the executives of the branch.
Everyone was shocked that there was actually a woman in Tristan's home. Was he cohabiting with his girlfriend?
Tristan's calm tranquil gaze remained fixed on the girl's face. He casually handed her the half-full glass of water on the desk.
"Have you had this before?" She reached out to take the glass, feeling a little embarrassed.
Tristan casually closed the laptop, his eyes still on her face. "Do you mind?"
The girl's cheeks flushed slightly. They had even kissed already, so saying she minded would be... too pretentious?
No, she was too thirsty! Her throat was spewing smoke. She directly downed all the water in the glass.
"Want more?" Tristan took the empty glass from her hand and put it down.
She shook her head. "No more."
He gazed at her intimately, grasped her hands. His eyes were ardent yet gentle as he looked at her, making her a little
embarrassed.
Tristan gently pulled her and Monica straightened up. His right hand circled around her from behind, hugging her waist. "Want to
take a shower?"
"..." Monica's heart gave a little leap and her ears turned red. Meeting his gaze, she felt like she had missed half a breath.
"I mean..." Realizing she might misunderstand, Tristan hurriedly explained, "You smell of alcohol."
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"You're repulsed by me?" Monica stared at him insistently, but she wasn't really angry.
"Of course not," Tristan looked up at her and said gently, "I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable yourself."
She knew what he meant and had said that on purpose just now.
Monica couldn't help smiling. "Il won't go." Her smile was a little mischievous, full of sweetness. "How could you bringback
here?"
"You said your mom went to Canada and | didn't feel assured leaving you alone there."
"..." She looked at him gratefully. "Thank you for takingin."
"Can | kiss you?" Tristan gazed at her tenderly. "As payment for taking you in." Even though he already had a strong desire to get
close to her, he still sought her opinion.
The girl couldn't help her smile growing sweeter. She pursed her lips without answering, her eyes dark and transparent.
Tristan gently cupped her face and his lips gradually moved closer until kissing hers.
The moment their lips touched, the air in the study was suffused with sweetness like never before.
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