Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1519: This Is Probably What Love Feels Like

Snowflakes were drifting outside the window again. She lay in bed, holding her phone, lost in thought...

A sense of longing was growing and spreading in her heart. Monica was increasingly aware that she missed him a bit and was too

excited to sleep.

Reflecting on what happened tonight, it really felt like a dream, a very beautiful dream.

Pulling her thoughts back, Monica wondered, what was he doing at this moment?

Had he finished taking a bath?

Was he busy working in his study?

Or perhaps, had he already gone to bed?

Was he thinking of her?

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In fact, Monica really wanted to call him, even if it was just to say goodnight.

But she was afraid of disturbing him, worrying that he would find her too clingy and feel suffocated.

Monica really liked Tristan, she liked him very, very much...

So for her, this affection was something she valued immensely.

Hiding under the covers and holding her phone, flipping through his social media posts, Monica was tossing and turning in bed, but

just couldn't fall asleep...

Just as she was deeply conflicted, finally deciding not to call him, but considering sending him a Facebook message to say

goodnight, Tristan's call cthrough.

Her phone vibrated, the ringtone sounded, his nappeared on the screen, Monica was thrilled. She quickly answered, "Hello."

"Have you gone to bed, Monica?" Tristan's gentle voice cthrough, "I hope I'm not disturbing you."

"No, no, I'm not sleeping, you're not disturbing me." Monica lifted her head from the covers, her heart was warm as she asked

softly, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"I just lay down, wanted to call you, hear your voice."

Monica had a sweet smile, "Do you have an early meeting tomorrow?" She noticed it was almost midnight. For winter, this time

was considered late.

If he had an early meeting, she wouldn't hold him up for too long.

"No." Tristan asked her, "Is there any food you particularly dislike?"

"Why?" The girl was puzzled, "Why suddenly talk about food?"

"From now on, as your boyfriend, | need to try to understand you, right?"

She actually thought about it seriously, "I guess not? | remember I'm not picky about food. | just don't like sweets much, well, not

that | don't like them, just not as much as others do."

"Do you like chocolate?"

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"It's okay." Monica asked him again, "Can you tellabout your childhood? Like what did you do during your holidays?"

"Playing and studying, but our kind of playing is definitely beyond your imagination."

Then Tristan told her about his childhood, and she listened attentively. After Tristan finished, she couldn't help but share her own

childhood stories, talking about her relationship with Belinda...

In this way, tpassed quickly, and unknowingly, they had been on the phone for nearly two hours.

"Oh no, my phone is about to die." Monica saw the alert, then looked at the time, "It's almost two in the morning."

Tristan seemed reluctant to end, "My phone is also about to die, get srest early, we can chat next time."

"Goodnight." Monica's heart was even more reluctant.

"Goodnight."

After saying goodnight to each other, there was a long silence before Monica reluctantly hung up the phone.

Their spirits were getting better and better, still without the slightest drowsiness. This is probably what love feels like, wishing to be

together every moment.

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