Chapter 1354: Continue the Act
Monica came to her senses and remembered that it was on the way. But even though it was on the
way, didn''t waiting for she take time? Thinking back to when he left the hospital, he clearly encountered
something urgent. The girl pursed her lips and hurriedly followed.
Tristan remained the gentleman, helping her open the passenger door, then walked around the car and
sat in the driver''s seat. Monica got in the car herself, closed the door, and fastened her seatbelt. The
car sped away!
Throughout the journey, Monica held the box of cards, her thoughts uneasy, involuntarily recalling the
scene in the bookstore just now. He could have left first, but he had gone into the bookstore to find her.
Tristan drove seriously, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, he asked, "What do you think of
Tom Fritz?"
Monica hadn''t quite reacted yet. She turned her eyes to him, her gaze filled with doubt. She listened to
him ask again, "He''s so outstanding, didn''t you like him?"
His words seemed probing. But hearing them in Monica''s ears,ing from Tristan''s mouth, made her
feel very ufortable.
Why? Did he want her to like Tom Fritz? Although she felt a little disappointed, she still turned her gaze
to him and asked, "What do you mean by this? Do you want me to like him? Or not?"
She asked three questions in a row, then looked at him like that, waiting for his reply. A minute passed,
and even when Tristan nced at her, he still answered with silence. The car continued moving
forward.
Soon, Monica''s phone rang. It was Belinda calling. Monica collected her emotions and answered,
"Hello, Belinda."
"When are youing back? Are you with Tristan?" Belinda had already returned to the hotel and was
waiting.
"Yes," Monica replied, "We''re on our way back to the hotel. He''s driving me."
"That''s good. Invite Tristan for dinner tonight." Belinda''s tone was calm and a bit serious, "There were
some things I couldn''t say at the Fritz family gathering today. Since you two are together, and I don''t
object, Tristan is indeed outstanding. But there are still some topics that need to be discussed, such as
him bing my son-inw."
Monica was very anxious. Did they have to have dinner? How to wrap this up?
"Monica, are you listening or not? Why aren''t you saying anything?"
"I heard you." She said, then nced at him, "I understand." And then she hung up the phone.
A full two minutes passed, and Tristan still didn''t hear her speak. He observed her expression through
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the rearview mirror, "What''s the matter?" Because she always seemed hesitant to speak.
He didn''t expect him to take the initiative. Monica turned her gaze, but he didn''t look at her, focusing on
driving seriously. But since he had spoken, she went ahead and voiced her request, "My mother wants
to invite you to dinner. She really thinks we''re together... She said that there were outsiders at the Fritz
family gathering today, so some things were hard to say."
Tristan remained silent, as if it were his habit. Monica pursed her lips, her eyebrows slightly furrowed,
"What do we do now? I feel like we can''t end this." Today was dinner, what would the request be
tomorrow?
She never would have thought that their fathers directly urged them to marry and have children! She
hadn''t even gotten Tristan''s response when his phone rang again. Kevin''s call came through.
Tristan nced at the caller ID and rejected the call. She could feel his noticeably faster driving speed,
so Monica felt even more apologetic, as she had indeed dyed him.
She thought that he was so busy, and it was already three or four o''clock, how could he have time for
dinner? Just as Monica didn''t hold out hope for him and didn''t know how to deal with her mother,
Tristan spoke softly, saying, "I''ll arrange dinner. Keep your phone on, just wait for my call."
Astonished! The girl turned her eyes to him incredulously, for a moment doubting whether she had
misheard.