Chapter 1517: Love Hidden In The Details


    Chapter 1517: Love Hidden in the Details


    Upon hearing these words, Monica suddenly realized something and shyly looked towards Tristan.


    Tristan, however, draped his arm around her shoulder, his expression gentle. "It''s okay, ma''am. As long


    as Monica is happy, we should live our own lives without fearing the media," he said.


    Monica pursed her lips and looped her arm through his, looking up at his handsome profile with


    admiration. He was not only good-looking but also down-to-earth! Belinda too was satisfied with


    Tristan''s attitude towards her daughter, her expression softened considerably.


    "Let''s go, hurry, help me arrange the dolls!" Monica urged him, pulling him towards the staircase.


    Young people probably didn''t like to spend time with elders. Belinda didn''t stop them; they were


    officially dating now, there was no need to interfere too much. Tristan was surely a man who knew his


    boundaries. As long as they didn''t live together before marriage, Belinda, as the mother of the girl,


    could ept it.


    Once they climbed the stairs and entered Monica''s bedroom, the room was clean, warm, and tidy. The


    warm yellow light fell on their faces. Tristan took the dolls from the bag one by one and ced them in


    a transparent cylindrical barrel, arranging them by different colors with their heads facing the same


    direction.


    "Wow, you''ve turned these ordinary dolls into works of art with your arrangement. Your aesthetic sense


    is excellent!" Monica praised sincerely, asionally lending a hand. Tristan informed her, "I also


    studied design in college and did two years of research in aesthetics." His excellence radiated from


    within.


    After arranging the dolls, he had to go home. Watching him arrange the dolls, Monica suddenly felt very


    reluctant to let him go. Time spent with him passed so quickly. About three minutester, MonicaText ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    watched as Tristan ced thest doll into the transparent cylindrical storage box. She had a smile on


    her face, but she felt a touch of mncholy for no apparent reason.


    "That should do it." Tristan ced the two cylindrical storage boxes together at her bedside. They were


    eye-catching and quite beautiful. When he looked back at her, Tristan noticed that she seemed to be


    daydreaming.


    "Monica." He took steps towards her, standing before her, gently grasping her shoulders and pulled her


    into his embrace. It felt as if he had the whole world in his arms. Monica was caught off guard. The next


    moment, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his warm, firm chest. This time,


    she truly felt she had him, it was like a dream.


    Tristan could feel her reluctance. He whispered into her ear, "Monica, if you can''t sleep at night, call


    me. Don''t y with your phone alone." "Okay." She was really happy, a sense of security overwhelmed


    her, wrapping him tightly.


    After hugging for a while, Tristan let her go, still holding her shoulders. "I have to go home now,


    goodbye." "Uh-huh, be careful on the road," she said with a smile, but in her heart, she felt more and


    more reluctant to let him go. "Uh-huh," Tristan''s gaze fell on her pink cherry lips, he carefully held her


    face, gently and tenderly kissing her lips...


    After descending the stairs, Tristan took out a delicate little box from his pocket. "Ma''am, this is a gift for


    you, I hope you like it." "I have a gift too?" Belinda was surprised. Tristan nodded with a smile, then


    handed her the box. "I''ll be leaving now," he said, and then he walked away.


    Belinda stood at the entrance of the living room, watching him get into the car and drive away. Inside


    the box was a ne designed by an Italian master, of which there were only three in the world.


    Belinda had seen it once at an auction, it was worth tens of millions.