Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1379: The Air is Filled with the Scent of Love For a moment, Monica wondered if Eason was somehow helping her get closer to Tristan. It seemed that he couldn't do without her, giving her more opportunities to interact with her crush. Even if they weren't in a romantic relationship, as long as she was by Tristan's side, and there were no other women around him, she felt a sense of love, as if he belonged to her.

As they left the hospital, Monica's happiness had reached its peak. So, she considerately told Tristan, "You can go back to the company. | don't want to hold you back any longer. | can go back to the hotel by myself." Tristan didn't say anything. He simply opened the passenger's side door of the car and looked at her with warm, determined eyes.

Monica hesitated for a moment, meeting his gaze, and tseemed to stand still. She looked at him and then at the open door.

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Tristan didn't say anything; he was just waiting for her to get in.

Not wanting to waste any more of his time, Monica pursed her lips and quickly walked towards him, her heart pounding as she got into the passenger seat. The corner of Tristan's lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile as he closed the door for her and walked around the car to sit in the driver's seat.

He was tall and slender, with thick, prominent eyebrows that gave him a naturally refined and meticulous air. He started the car, and Monica glanced at him. His eyelashes were long and dark, like black feathers, and his eyes were deep and black.

Throughout the drive, the car's speed remained steady. A gentle breeze fluttered in through the window, stirring Monica's hair and making her heart flutter. Tseemed to fly by when she was with him. Neither of them broke the silence.

Perhaps these sweet, silent moments were enough for both of them. There was no need for words; just being together was enough.

It wasn't until the car cto a stop outside the hotel that Monica snapped out of her reverie. She looked out the window, then back at Tristan. "Thank you," she said.

Her politeness made him feel distant. "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. Pack your things," Tristan told her. "We'll be gone for about a week." "A whole week?" Monica was slightly taken aback but thrilled inside. "Do you have the time?" Tristan frowned, slightly puzzled.

"No, no, I'm free," she assured him, more than eager to go.

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He smiled at her, and she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. "See you tomorrow!" she called, waving at him before closing the door.

As the car drove away, Monica turned and headed towards the hotel lobby, her heart leaping with joy. The Maybach headed in the direction of the Clarke Corp. Tristan's gentle expression vanished as he checked his phone. His deep eyes narrowed at the sight of 32 missed calls.

They were all from Kevin. Tristan had silenced his phone earlier. He didn't call back right away. Instead, he put the phone down, gripped the steering wheel with both hands, and accelerated.

Humming a tune, Monica bounced her way through the hotel lobby. The receptionist cautiously glanced at her before picking up the phone and dialing a number. As Monica entered the elevator, the call connected, and the receptionist quietly reported, "Mr.

Swain, the young lady has returned." "Is she alone?" "Yes, she just went upstairs and entered the elevator." "Alright. If they don't cdown for dinner, prepare the dishes according to the menu. I'll cand deliver it personally." "Understood." The call ended. Algerone Swain was doing his best to please Belinda, for the sake of his daughter's happiness. He had once married this woman and knew her well. She had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and with stand effort, he could win her over.

In the elevator, Monica pondered a question: should she tell Belinda that she would be away for a week? If she didn't explain, would Belinda think she was sneaking around? And then blTristan for everything? But if she told the truth, there was a high chance Belinda wouldn't approve, right?

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