Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1340

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

"Alright." Tom Fritz gladly agreed.

With a gentle expression, he stepped forward and stood in front of Monica, "Miss Swain, please?" He seemed like a humble gentleman.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

That darn Tristan! Wasn't he always punctual? Why was he late? Was he even coming? Monica feared that Tristan might suddenly change his mind, so she wanted to stall for time. She raised the corner of her lips and looked at the man in front of her, "Thank you." Watching the two young people walk towards the flower bushes, Belinda and Mrs. Fritz felt reassured as they gazed at their backs.

"These two make a good match," Mrs. Fritz smiled, looking at Belinda, "Monica is so beautiful, just like you." Belinda smiled back, "I didn't expect you to still love growing roses so much that you even filled your son's yard with them." "I have a soft spot for roses," Mrs. Fritz invited her, "Let's go in and have stea first. Let the young ones have their own time; they have their own way of communicating." "Alright." Belinda had a feeling that her daughter would definitely take a liking to Tom Fritz.

So, she followed her close friend into the living room with peace of mind, occasionally glancing at the two young people's retreating figures.

The yard was large and full of vast swaths of roses, all of which Monica had never seen before.

She didn't have a particular fondness for roses, but the flowers were beautiful and worth admiring. Most importantly, she needed to stall for time! That super teammate Tristan still hadn't arrived! She didn't know what his situation was! "This rose is called 'Coffee Time," originally from Germany," Tom Fritz walked beside her, introducing the flowers, "It has a distinct color compared to other blossoms." Monica focused and took a closer look, "Indeed! It's beautiful!" It was a mix of orange and brown, with a hint of shimmering gold; moreover, the fully bloomed flowers were relatively large.

A gentle breeze blew, and a mixture of floral fragrances wafted to their noses, truly refreshing.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

"Your nis... Tom Fritz?" Monica turned her eyes, "I want to ask, do you have any age requirements for your other half?" The man didn't expect her to initiate the matchmaking topic herself.

Suddenly, he felt that she was different from others, a rather straightforward young girl.

So, he looked into her lively eyes, and the corner of Tom Fritz's lips curved into a gentle arc, "No, | don't." "I saw in your profile that you're 35 this year; can you accept someone ten years younger than you, like me?" "Age isn't a problem; it mainly depends on the feeling," he replied like that.

Monica walked thoughtfully, nodding, "So, you really don't have any age requirements? You can even accept someone more than ten years older than you?" "Right." Tom didn't realize she was setting a trap and continued to express his views, "Love has nothing to do with age." Monica stopped walking and looked at him seriously, "Did you see my mom just now?" "..." Tom Fritz also stopped, meeting her gaze, and nodded, "I saw her, and | even greeted her." "She's been divorced from my dad for almost twenty years and has been single ever since, with a successful career and her own company. She's still quite attractive, and although she's older, she has maintained her face well, and her figure is also good. Most importantly, she really, really likes you!" The girl's meaning was clear.

What was going on? The more Tom Fritz listened, the more he felt something was off.

In the end, Monica abruptly said, "So, what do you think about my mom?" Pfft! The man almost had an internal hemorrhage! Facing his gaze, Monica raised an eyebrow, her face serious as she awaited his answer.

Report chapter Comments

Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Notify