Chapter 1550 Contacting Finnley Russell
Chapter 1550 Contacting Finnley Russell
Early in the morning, everything was snow white.
Monica called Tristan, "Hello, the snow is too thick, hard to drive, so I walked over."
"Where are you now?" Tristan quickly looked out into the yard but didn''t see anyone yet. He grabbed
his car keys and went out.
A few minutester, Tristan''s car pulled up next to Monica, the tires covered in snow. Monica stood in
the snow looking at him, deeply moved, unable to help smiling.
She got into the passenger seat, "Thanks foring to get me!" She stretched her legs out to shake
the thick snow off her boots.
"If you''re not good at driving, you should have called me earlier. I would havee directly to pick you
up from home, instead of you walking all this way for nothing." Tristan didn''t me her, just worried
about her.
Monica drew her legs back in and closed the door, turning to look at him. "It''s fine, what are legs for if
not walking right? Plus driving really wouldn''t have been safe, the snow is too thick, you can''t even see
the road at all."
"But I know the way, I''m an experienced driver." Tristan started turning the car around. "Did Belinda say
anything when you went backst night?"
"No." Monica was very curious. "I don''t know what my dad talked to her about for two whole hours, she
didn''t reveal one bit."
"Whatever they talked about, given your mom''s personality, it''s already not easy that she let Uncle
Swain sit there for two hours. I think the remarriage will happen very soon," Tristan was confident.
"Let''s keep working hard."
"That would be so great, my life''s biggest wish is about toe true! I have to n a grand wedding
for them!" Monica was in a great mood, all sorts of beautiful scenes shing through her mind.
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After a while, she asked, "How''s ire? Did she feel ufortablest night?"
"Even if she felt ufortable, wasn''t there a doctor by her side?" Tristan wasn''t worried at all. "I don''t
know, I just woke up."
"The Russell elders haven''te looking yet right?" Monica asked. "Should we call and contact them?
They must be pretty anxious with her missing a whole night."
"Let''s see how ire is first."
"Okay."
The car quickly pulled into the yard. After getting out with Monica, Tristan strode towards the living
room, leaving deep and shallow footprints in the snow.
At this time, Rowan Watson and ire had juste downstairs. She was holding a bowl of hangover
tea. Although she felt much better after sleeping, Rowan Watson insisted she drink a bowl.
Aftering in, everyone greeted each other. Rowan Watson and ire expressed their gratitude to
Tristan.
Seeing that ire was doing alright, Tristan asked her, "Text your brother your location so he knows
you''re safe? They must be very worried since you didn''t go home all night."
ire held the bowl of tea. She thought about it, then nodded. She couldn''t just run away from home
like this. She had to contact her family sooner orter.
"You drink your tea, I''ll send the text." With her consent, Tristan sent a message to Finnley Russell,
who soon replied that he woulde get her shortly.
"Mr. Tristan, breakfast is ready." Jane''s voice sounded as she came over with a smile, looking at
everyone. "Good morning everyone, good morning Miss Swain." The house hadn''t been this lively in a
long time.
"Good morning." Monica''s smile was gentle.
Tristan led everyone towards the dining room. "Let''s have breakfast first then."
They had just entered the dining room when the rich aroma of chicken soup wafted over. Jane had
prepared four bowls, filling each one halfway and cing them in front of everyone.
"Thank you."
"You''re wee."
After Jane went back to the kitchen, everyone started eating. As Tristan drank the soup, he was very
calm.
Monica took a sip then looked up. "Howe there''s no salt in this?"