Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1267

Chapter 1267 His Warmth

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you," Tristan promised hurriedly, worried that she might misunderstand.
Monica was in his arms and her face was against his chest. She could hear his strong heartbeat.
Tristan had a faint smell on him. Monica was lost in it for a moment.
After all, she used to be crazily obsessed with him.
In the study, seeing this, William was in shock and started to doubt himself.
They were hugging? And they looked in love.
Daniel pursed her lips, trying to hide her sadness, "I don't want to watch it anymore." Then she turned around to leave.
William didn't keep her here.
In the screen, he saw Tristan's lips moving. He hurriedly said to his subordinate, "Turn up the volume. I want to hear what they are talking about!"
"Sir, this is the loudest volume."
But he couldn't hear anything.
Were they whispering?
In the bedroom.
Tristan hugged Monica gently and said in a low voice, "I called my sister before the signals were blocked."
"Does she know the situation?" Monica asked in fear, "Will she come for you?" She had read the news and known that Tristan's sister was Mrs. Marsh.
Ivan Marsh was a well-known businessman.
Even William had to be careful when getting along with him.
"I suppose," Tristan couldn't be sure.
"You suppose?" Monica got a heavy heart, "What do you mean by 'suppose'?" She couldn't help raising her voice.
"Shush..." Tristan hugged her tighter and said in her ear, "Because the signals were blocked before I could finish."
There was a short silence in the room.
"Daniel's father is despicable!" Monica couldn't help complaining, she had always been a reasonable person and couldn't understand the whole thing, "How can a marriage without love be a happy one?"
She came to herself and sighed. She looked up at him in his arms, "If you had brought your girlfriend here, this wouldn't have happened, right?"
Tristan felt sad by her words.
She still thought Claire was his girlfriend?
It reminded him of the blind date, if he hadn't been so impulsive and took things slowly, maybe Claire would've been his someday.
The hug lasted for a long time. William had been staring but didn't find anything unusual.
Tristan had realized the problem. They couldn't do this for the whole night.
So, he let go of Monica. They saw only one bed in the room.
Monica's mind was in a mess because of the long hug. She stood in front of him with a blush and a quick heartbeat, "How should we..." How should they sleep tonight?
"You can go to sleep first, I want to read for a while," Tristan sounded gentle.
William heard it in his study.
Tristan said this for him to hear.
William saw him taking a book from the bookshelf and walking to the window. Tristan sat down on the sofa.
Monica was at standing by the bed, as if frozen in place. It was deadly quiet and the huge bed gave her stress.
She couldn't imagine being alone with a man in the same room.
Although she liked Tristan, he had a girlfriend!
She couldn't sleep in the same bed with him, could she?
But if they didn't, they wouldn't be able to escape tomorrow. Their fates were connected now.
Tristan knew that she was stressed, but she couldn't keep standing there.
Therefore, he looked up at her and said gently, "Monica, come and sit with me if you can't go to sleep."