Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1172

Chapter 1172 Are We Dating

He checked his watch more than a dozen times in about ten minutes. He was rarely so absent-minded.
Rowan had taken off his white coat, washed his hands with gel, and tidied his already meticulous shirt.
It looked like he was going out. Who was he waiting for?
Claire appeared at the door, she knocked on the open door, "Mr. Watson, are you done?" She ignored Daphne.
Daphne looked up at the sound.
Rowan didn't answer. He got up and walked out without even saying goodbye to Daphne.
Holding the pen, staring blankly at the backs of the two, Daphne instantly understood that he was waiting for Claire.
A sense of loss welled up... Daphne didn't recover after a long time.
She couldn't help but wonder if her hardworking made any sense.
What could change even if she got better?
Would Rowan even notice it?
Were they going out for dinner?
What was their relationship?
Daphne had a lot of questions to which she couldn't find the answers.
Rowan lent Clarie his PC again and over again. They couldn't just be friends.
Rowan just checked his watch a dozen times in ten minutes, it turns out he was waiting for her...
Daphne was frustrated. Her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak.
God, Rowan liked Claire too!
This detail made Daphne lose her sense of security. She didn't even know what to do next. She lost all her confidence.
Twenty minutes later.
At a fancy restaurant opposite the hospital, there were hollow screens next to each table, making it quiet.
It was a nice place to chat and eat. The tables were far apart from each other.
Claire and Rowan sat down by the window. There were several freshly made dishes on the table, smelling great.
There were two cups of warm milk as well because Rowan said it was good for the stomach.
It looked like a blind date.
Claire believed she was very social but now she felt dumb.
Her head, which can hold several million words of stories, was empty from time to time. In front of him, under his holy light, she, who was full of confidence seemed a little nervous.
"I asked you out for dinner today, mainly to thank you."
Claire picked up the milk and took a sip, then she said softly, "Thank you for treating my leg, and helping Aunt Violet with her stomach problem, as well as lending me your laptop."
Rowan didn't speak. He put down the milk and picked up the spoon.
When he was silent, he seemed distant. No one knew what was on his mind.
Claire felt embarrassed whenever Rowan was silent.
He didn't speak, and neither did she. She focused on eating.
After an unknown amount of time, Rowan asked her, "Are you dating Tristan?"
The girl dropped the fork sadly, she raised her eyes and looked at him in astonishment, "Says who?"
Rowan looked at her, "You came out of the restaurant together that day." That picture troubled him for several days.
"Does eating together mean we were dating?" Claire changed her fork, "We are eating together too now. Are we dating too? And that day, you were with Daphne. So you are a couple?"
Rowan was at a loss for words.
They looked each other in the eye and Claire said seriously, "Tristan and I are just friends. He helped me a few times. I invited him to dinner that day to thank him, just like I am thanking you now."
She meant that there was no difference.
These words made Rowan frown slightly, "What did he do for you? Did he save your life? Or saved your aunt's life? "