Chapter 1575 An Escort
Chapter 1575 An Escort
It had to be said, Tristan was really a person who never held out hope. He was an upright,w-abiding
citizen, dependable.
Monica looked at him, unable to hold back an even brighter smile, "Right, you have to drive!" She bit
the skewer andughed, "You''re an escort! You have to stay sober."
Tristan was very steady.
So she poured him a ss of water, "Come, let''s toast, to Algerone and Belinda''s rtionship
progressing. Let''s set a small goal for them to get married within a month!"
Tristan raised the cup, "Then we''ll have to work hard, let''s do our best together." He lightly clinked it
against her beer can, "Speaking of which, do you still remember your dad nting the yard full of
roses?"
"I remember." The girl nodded, "It''s so cold now, hope they didn''t freeze."
"They won''t, your dad will take good care of them." Tristan asked, "Your mom doesn''t know about this
right?"
Monica thought about it, "Probably doesn''t know I feel."
"So, we have to strike while the iron''s hot this time, reveal this to her naturally to move her." Tristan
reminded her, "We need to think of a way."
"Okay! Yup!" Monica was very happy, "Cheers!"
"Didn''t expect you''d drink too." Tristan''s horizons were broadened a bit as their drinks clinked.
"Just a little, I''m in a good mood today, can''t help it!" She smiled till her eyes narrowed, and said to him,
"I drank it, you can do what you want."
Seeing her so real before him, how could he not love her?
She drank a mouthful of beer then ate a skewer,ughing as she said, "Anyway you''re by my side, with
an escort, even if I get drunk, at least I won''t wander the streets!"
"That won''t happen, I''ll protect you." Tristan didn''t eat many skewers, he wasn''t used to the strong
vors, but he really enjoyed being with her.
Just like every moment right now, it made him feel especiallyfortable, no work pressure, no
troubles either.
Monica really couldn''t hold her liquor. After just two cans, she felt a little tipsy. "Tristan, you''re so
handsome, have you noticed?"
"I rarely look in the mirror."
"Why not?"
"Waste of time."
She gazed at him adoringly, eating lots of skewers. She had basically finished what they ordered.
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"Boss, bill please!" Finally, Monica pushed herself up from the table tipsily, almost like a chivalrousdy.
She nearly lost her bnce.
"Careful!" Tristan quickly got up and steadied her, "Let''s go, I already paid, be careful."
"When did you pay?" Monica walked with him, swaying and falling into his arms several times. She
struggled to look up at that handsome face and joked, "Tell me, are you nning to be my sugar
daddy?"
"If you say so, then so be it, whatever you say is right." Opening the car door, Tristan helped her into
the passenger seat, "Lift your legs, careful."
He buckled her seatbelt for her and found she had closed her eyes and fallen asleep. He took a nket
to cover her.
Going wild at such intensity for half a day, she must be very tired!
Tristan returned to the driver''s seat. He started the car and drove towards the little vi among the
mansions.
On the way, he held her hand. Finding it a bit cool, he hurriedly turned on the heater.
Driving her home, his speed remained slow. Tristan especially treasured every second with her, even
just like this without talking, as long as she was by his side, he felt reassured.
About twenty minutester, the car stopped in front of the little vi, in the yard. He saw the whole
building was pitch ck without a single light on.
Clearly no one was home.
"Monica." Tristan leaned over holding her hand, "Monica, wake up."
The girl was sleeping hazily but still heard his voice. She murmured in her seat without opening her
eyes. Her head was still dizzy.
"Monica, your mom''s not home. When is sheing back?" Tristan asked patiently, "Do you bring your
keys?"
"She''s back to Canada now..." The girl said with her eyes closed.