Chapter 1865: About To Give Birth


    Chapter 1865: About to Give Birth


    Monica knelt on the sofa, holding a book and staring at the four words in front of her without


    blinking. She seemed like a ster statue.


    Tristan raised an eyebrow and looked calmly at her face.


    Monica cleared her throat and looked up at him. "Um... This... This can''t count..."


    "Why can''t it count?" Tristan was puzzled, looking at her seriously. "If this doesn''t count, then we


    only have 99 things left. Are we still getting married?"


    Monica looked helpless, despite her seemingly carefree appearance. The thought of taking a bath


    together was beyond her imagination.


    Tristan took the book from her and lifted her from the sofa, carrying her straight to the bathroom.


    "What are you doing?" The girl blushed, trying to wriggle out of his arms.


    Ignoring her protests, Tristan kissed her as they entered the bathroom. He gently ced her in the


    tub and adjusted the water temperature.


    With warm water flowing down, Monica sat in the tub, staring at him, her heart pounding in her


    chest.


    Kneeling beside the tub, Tristan gazed affectionately at her and softly asked, "Princess, shall I help


    you undress?"


    The girl blushed even more.


    "I''ll help you undress!" Monica blurted out boldly, reaching for his cor and unbuttoning the first


    button underneath his neck.


    In shock yet amused, the man enjoyed the moment.


    The warm bathroom was filled with a soft yellow light and steam, making the girl''s dark eyshes


    even more enchanting. She hesitated to look into his eyes as she unbuttoned his shirt, her cheeks


    burning.


    After taking off his shirt, she buried her head in his chest, gently nuzzling against him.


    Tristan couldn''t resist and lifted her face, kissing her again passionately.


    Her chest rose and fell slightly, stirring something within him.


    After about an hour, the two, d in bathrobes, emerged from the bathroom, the sweet ambiguity


    still lingering between them.


    They sat on the sofa, Tristan turned the page and inscribed the date at the end of the ''taking a bath


    together'' entry, then they pressed their fingerprints.


    "Goodnight." Monica got up from the sofa, swiftly heading to the bedroom without looking back.


    As she closed the bedroom door behind her, her heart felt like it was going to burst. Her hands


    cupped her face, feeling the heat.


    Oh god! She had just taken a bath with him!! She even helped him undress!


    She dared not dwell on that thought any longer.


    In the living room, Tristan, with a smile in his eyes, turned the pages of the book, marking off more


    than a dozen tasks... Each withpletion dates and fingerprints.


    This in itself was a romantic gesture.


    Once all these tasks werepleted, he would give her a grand wedding and make her a happy


    bride.


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    Tristan spent every evening nning the wedding in Arkpool City, in the Russell family estate.


    Finnley woke up from his sleep, turning to look at the woman lying beside him. Normally, Mya would


    be peacefully asleep. But today, she opened her eyes, her face slightly pale, seemingly enduring


    something.


    "Honey, what''s wrong?" Finnley sat up anxiously. "Are you feeling unwell? When did it start? Why


    didn''t you wake me up or tell me?"