Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1229

Chapter 1229 Send You a Mirror

She looked really pitiful and with tears in her eyes.
Tristan's eyes were filled with danger.
Before he even said a word, Daphne was frightened by the look in his eyes.
At this time, Kevin pushed her onto sofa!
"Ah!" Daphne screamed and almost sprained her ankle.
Tristan looked at her with a frown, "Be smarter." He patted his own shoulder in disgust.
"But this is a great start for a love story!" Daphne stood up again and asked anxiously, "I think we are definitely a perfect combination! We will be happier together than they are!"
"Can't you afford a mirror? Kevin, send her a mirror later."
"Yes, Mr. Norwell."
Tristan then left without looking back.
Daphne was so angry that she gritted her teeth. It felt awful to be abandoned. She thought highly of herself, why didn't anyone like her?
Tristan had walked out of the bar with his hands in his pockets.
Kevin followed him out.
He opened the door of the back seat for Tristan. who couldn't drive after drinking, which why also why he was here.
Tristan didn't need a driver usually, he didn't think he was special.
"Mr. Norwell, where are we going now?" Kevin started the car and asked.
The window was rolled down.
The cool wind blew and Tristan's mind became clear. He wasn't drunk at all, melancholy shrouded him.
He looked out of the window at the night scenes.
The bustling city was brightly-lit
There were so many happy people on the streets, but he wasn't one of them.
He hadn't been in a relationship but he felt heartbroken. In the end, he was left with nothing.
He might never have a chance to be with Claire unless she broke up with Rowan, right?
But he really liked Claire.
She was reckless and careless, he didn't even know why he liked her, but no one could replace her.
"Sir?" Kevin didn't hear an answer and asked again. "Should I drive you home?"
Tristan stopped thinking, "Park anywhere by the river." He wanted to feel the breeze and calm down.
There were always some emotions that could only be processed by himself.
Kevin nodded. "Yes, sir." Soon, the car was parked by the river.
Tristan opened the door and got off the car, Kevin followed him out of the car, keeping a certain distance to keep him company.
He walked to the river bank.
Tristan was tall, he had his hands around the railings by the vast river that reflected the bright moonlight. It was sparkling, very beautiful.
He was wearing a handmade coat that wrapped his perfect figure, his legs were long.
But he looked a little lonely.
Kevin stood far away. He felt sorry for Tristan, who wasn't like this at all in the daytime.
Suddenly, Kevin's phone rang.
He took it out, saw the caller ID and immediately picked up the phone, "Mr. Clarke."
"Kevin, why didn't Tristan answer his phone? Has he gotten off work?" Zack's concerned voice came.
Kevin replied, "He must have muted his phone. He has gotten off work and I am with him now."
"Where are you?" And why was Tristan with his assistant after work?
Were they talking about work?
Kevin answered, "Mr. Clarke, we are by the river."
A while later, Zack drove here.
He parked his car next to Tristan's.
Zack soon got off and saw Kevin standing by the river. He walked up the steps.