Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1407

Chapter 1407: Her Matters, Weighing on His Heart

He was praying for a miracle to happen, praying for tto pass slower, praying for Kevin to be faster! The heavy rain showed

signs of weakening; the raindrops falling on the car's hood and the splashes of water gradually grew smaller, and the force was not

as strong as before. The whole world had becconsiderably quieter.

Tristan glanced in the rearview mirror; the road behind them was completely blocked, but the mountain seemed to be gradually

stabilizing. Three meters away, the road was piled with rocks and soil, with only a few small branches and mud continuing to slide

down. They couldn't breathe a sigh of relief yet, as no one knew the situation on the mountain.

At that moment, Kevin, along with a team of professional firefighters, was rushing towards them in several helicopters. It would

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take at least ten minutes to reach them at the fastest. Halfway up the mountain road, in the Maybach, Monica's forehead was

pressed against Tristan's warm chest, and as the rain stopped, she seemed to hear the sound of his heartbeat.

With each beat, strong and powerful, her heart gradually calmed down. The rain had completely stopped, and Monica looked up

from his embrace, his face gentle. She slowly turned her gaze to see the dark clouds dispersing in the sky, and the dazzling

sunlight shone through. For a moment, the sunshine blinded her eyes.

The world was silent, and she seemed to hear the sounds of insects and birds. If it weren't for the blocked roads in front and behind

them, she would have thought it was all just a dream. Tristan's deep gaze gently fell on her face, seeing her tense lips finally lift

into a slight smile. Then, the girl's silvery voice rang in his ear-

"The rain has stopped! The sun is out!" She looked at him joyfully, "We are saved! Heaven has truly blessed us! We'll be even more

fortunate after surviving a great disaster!" She quickly pulled her hand out of his palm, opened the car window, and looked back-

"Oh my goodness, couldn't our stopping position be any better? If we had gone a little further forward or backward, we would have

met the King of Hell together!" In fact, Tristan also had a feeling of surviving a catastrophe, and the worry in his heart finally eased,

with the corners of his lips lifting into a shallow arc.

He didn't seriously listen to her words, as if the sentence, "Tristan, | like you," still lingered in his ears. So... she was serious. Monica

collected her thoughts, sat up straight, and found Tristan staring at her intently when she turned her gaze. She felt a slight

constriction in her chest, "..."

Their eyes met, and tseemed to stand still... "Miss Monica, | would like to interview you now," Tristan said gently, starting the

conversation. The girl thought of her hasty confession just now and blushed, "What do you want to ask?" She lowered her gaze, "I

will answer selectively."

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"Were you scared just now?" He continued to look at her without blinking. She looked up, "Yes, | really thought | was going to die

here." "What kind of mood were you in then?" Tristan asked, "Anxious? Regretful? Worried? Or calm?"

Monica didn't know what he meant but thought about it seriously, "Mostly fear. This was the closest I've ever been to death, but..."

She felt warmth in her heart when she thought of several moments. "At the most fearful moment, what was on your mind?" Tristan

wanted to chat with her so that twould pass faster.

If they were just sitting and waiting for rescue, it would be unbearable, as the fear had not completely dissipated. She withdrew her

gaze, sat up straight, and said- "I thought of my parents. The three of us haven't sat at the stable for a meal in a long time. |

thought that if we could have a meal together, my life wouldn't be so full of regrets."

That was one of her wishes, right? So Tristan was thinking about helping her fulfill this wish when they returned. Having a meal

together was a small matter. Her matters, he held them in his heart.