Chapter 1373: Taking Her to Breakfast
In a short while, a Maybach stopped not far away. Tristan didn't get out of the car in a hurry because he
spotted Monica and her father talking and laughing together. The scene was warm and cozy.
After a while, Tristan saw Algerone Swain get into his car. Monica waved at him, and once the car had
driven away, Tristan unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the car door.
Monica saw him and her smile changed, becoming gentle and shy. The tall and handsome Tristan
walked towards her, their gazes meeting, and Monica felt an inexplicable excitement, mixed with a bit
of nervousness. She pursed her lips, her smile still radiant.
"Did Uncle Swain need you for something?" Tristan stopped in front of her, worried that she had
refused her father in order to see him.
Monica shook her head. "No, he came to see my mom."
Tristan was taken aback for a moment. He knew about her family situation, that her parents had
divorced long ago. So, Swain's dad was looking for Belinda...
"It's alright, he's already found her," Monica said, worried that he would overthink it. Her lips curved into
a smile. "Should we go to the hospital now?"
"Sure." Tristan glanced at her and then walked towards his car. Monica followed, and he helped her
open the passenger door, acting like a gentleman as he helped her into the car.
As Monica buckled her seatbelt, Tristan returned to the driver's seat. The early winter morning was a bit
cold, with a slight chill in the air. When the car started, the windows rolled up and the heater came on.
Monica was touched by his small gesture and couldn't help but look at him. At the same time, Tristan
turned his gaze to Monica, locking his eyes on her beautiful face. A hidden smile flashed in his deep
eyes.
Monica withdrew her gaze, feeling a bit embarrassed. She didn't want to appear too smitten. At that
moment, her stomach let out an uncontrollable growl.
The car was very quiet, so the sound was quite noticeable, abruptly reaching Tristan's ears. While
driving, he paused for a moment, realizing the sound came from her stomach.
He pulled over to the side and asked, "Haven't you had breakfast?"
"..." Monica felt slightly embarrassed. Just then, her stomach grumbled uncontrollably again. How
awkward!
"I... just got up," she admitted shyly.
Tristan's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Let's go. I'll take you to breakfast. I know a great breakfast noveldrama
place nearby."
With that, the car started once more. Monica pursed her lips but didn't say anything. She hadn't eaten
breakfast and didn't want to feel hungry.
After about five minutes, the car stopped in front of a small breakfast place. Monica followed Tristan out
of the car. The breakfast place wasn't big, but it looked clean and tidy.
Since the morning rush had passed, there weren't many customers.
"The noodles here are delicious," Tristan introduced to her.
Monica didn't have many preferences, so she casually ordered a bowl of noodles. Then, she asked
him, "What do you want to eat?"
"I've already eaten," he answered.
So, was he going to watch her eat? Wouldn't that be... embarrassing?
But she didn't want to say anything else.
Soon, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was ready. Tristan accompanied her to a wooden table, even
thoughtfully pouring her a cup of warm water.
"Thank you," Monica looked up at him, her face showing a smile, a bit restrained.
Tristan didn't speak, his gentle gaze fixed on her face. Seeing her brought an inexplicable sense of
reassurance to his heart.
Monica's heart raced, feeling incredibly awkward!
In front of the person she liked, she would always be conscious of her appearance. But eating... one
careless move could make her look ungraceful.
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