Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1630

Chapter 1630: Clever Monica

Monica looked at her mother's hesitant expression, and she was already happy in her heart. She soon slowed down the car and stopped in front of the small courtyard house.

They had arrived.

Before getting off the car, Belinda saw two other cars parked in the yard, one was Tristan's, and the other was Algerone's.

She was secretly surprised, then turned to ask, "Is your dad here?"

"You're back, I'll tell him to leave immediately!" Monica deliberately complained, "This old man, I sent him several messages telling him to hurry up and leave, but he didn't respond at all! His car is still parked here!"

Seeing her daughter get off the car emotionally, Belinda also hurriedly got off the car, "Hey hey hey!" She went around the car and grabbed her daughter, whispering, "What are you doing? Don't get so excited, it's the big holiday."

"I told him to leave, yes, this big holiday, don't affect your mood." Monica defended her mother, her acting skills were first-class.

Belinda felt very uncomfortable. She pulled her daughter, half smiling and half serious, "That... it's the big holiday, so let's just forget it, okay? After all, he is your dad, if you make a fuss like this... it won't look good to Tristan, right?"

Monica stopped and looked at her suspiciously, "Really not kicking him out?"

"Not kicking him out."

"Let him stay for the reunion dinner?" To confirm, she asked again.

Belinda nodded firmly, "Yes."

Then, the girl scrutinized her mother up and down, and couldn't help but grin.

"What are you still looking at?" Belinda gently pushed her, strangely embarrassed as she stepped forward.

While Monica had really figured out her mother's mind, she felt there was hope for remarriage!

Or, just have Algerone accompany Belinda for a physical exam?

With that, she walked into the kitchen.

Algerone and Tristan also turned around and entered the kitchen. Algerone hurriedly put down the spatula, clumsily washed his hands, and hurried to make milk for Belinda...

While Monica hugged Tristan from behind as he tied on an apron. She leaned her cheek against his sturdy back with a blissful smile, not caring if there were elders around.

"You like raw oysters, don't you? I made forty today." Tristan's cooking skills were still good. As he made garlic sauce, he affectionately looked back at her, "Monica, why don't you go accompany your mom?"

"No." The girl deliberately hugged him tighter, "I want to hug you, I missed you."

"We were only apart for less than an hour." Tristan couldn't help but laugh, also feeling sweet inside, "Do you want to come help?"

The girl really let go of her hands and came to his side, "I'd love to, what do you need me to do?"

"No need, no need." Tristan quickly said to her, "Go out quickly. From now on in our home, when men are around, women don't need to enter the kitchen, leave it to us!"