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Chapter 1864: The Atmosphere Froze
Monica also knew that this question should not be asked. Asking would be disrespectful to Claire, knowing well that they were not
together anymore. But girls, you know, are particularly sensitive about exes and always like to bring things up, unable to resist the
urge to ask questions. Especially with Claire, she had beclike family, someone they couldn't avoid or escape from. However,
Monica believed that Tristan loved her because she could feel it herself. Leaning against his chest, listening to his heartbeat,
catching a whiff of his subtle scent, Monica closed her eyes in happiness.
The two of them sat on a large stone in the Royal Architectural Complex Park, bathed in the beautiful sunset. In front of them was a
large artificial lake, shimmering in the sunlight, creating sparkling reflections. The peaceful doves flew up and down beside them,
adding to the serene scenery.
On their way back to the palace, Tristan and Monica walked hand in hand, their fingers tightly interlocked. Everyone they
encountered along the way would stop and bow, greeting, "Hello, Princess. Hello, Mr. Tristan."
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"Hello!" Monica displayed her good mood on her face. She was a princess without any airs, particularly easygoing after returning.
As a result, the people in the palace liked her very much and held her in high regard.
"Do you think Mr. Tristan is handsome?" After the maidservants had walked far away, they couldn't help but turn their heads to
steal a glance at the tall figure holding the princess.
"Those slender legs, deep eyes, straight nose, and perfectly sculpted features are truly noble and unattainable."
"Our princess is so fortunate. I'm truly envious."
"If | woke up every morning to see such a handsface, | would have a good mood for the whole day. I'd be excited about
everything."
"l just wonder... when will the princess marry her knight?"
"It should be soon. They've been taking wedding photos recently, and their relationship is particularly stable."
"I'm really envious."
After dinner, Tristan and Monica went upstairs. During this period, they hadn't been sleeping together, but they stayed in the same
suite. Their bedrooms were separated by a wall, and they would bid each other goodnight and good morning every day. This
slightly distant arrangement of life brought them happiness as well. Love and affection don't always require possession. Taking
things slowly might be more comprehensive.
Upon reaching the upper floor, Monica took out a book titled "100 Romantic Things Couples Must Do" from her bag and handed it
to Tristan, sitting beside him on the couch. Tristan flipped it open and picked up a pen to write down the date under the "Take
wedding photos" section. Monica took out a lipstick and lightly applied it to the pads of their index fingers, helping him do the
same. Both of them pressed their fingerprint on the date they had just written, forming the shape of a heart.
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"What should we do next?" Tristan asked her. "You choose?"
However, Monica closed the book. She handed over the decision-making power to him. "How about this? Close your eyes and
randomly point to something?"
"Sure!" Tristan agreed with a nod and a smile, then closed his eyes.
Monica casually flipped through the book in his direction without looking. "Pick one!"
Tristan reached out and his finger glided over the pages, coming to a stop randomly. "This one will do."
When he opened his eyes, the girl leaned in closer. Both of them focused their gaze on the four words he had pointed to, and the
atmosphere instantly beca little tense.
These four words were: "Take a shower together!"