Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1329: Video Call with Tristan

"I... I can't pay it back now! But at least I'd know the amount!" The girl's eyes flickered, "Don't make it seem like I really need your charity!" Tristan's expression remained calm as he said seriously, "You don't need to pay it back, but there is one thing you must do." Must do?

A serious feeling.

"What is it? Tell me, and I'll see!" The girl was curious and couldn't help but worry. Would he make some bizarre request?

Tristan wasn't angry. In a friendly tone, he said, "You have to apologize to Claire. After all, you were in the wrong today. It was quite abrupt." "Oh, that?" Monica thought it was something else. She nodded, agreeing with him.

But hearing it from him made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable. Was he defending that girl? Did he feel sorry for her after she was pulled away? "Can I ask you a question?" Monica was serious, her smile gone.

"You haven't agreed to what I said."

"Fine, I agree." Monica readily accepted, "Next time I see her, I will definitely apologize!" She would have done it even without Tristan's reminder. He fell silent.

She asked again, "Can I ask you a question?"

Tristan looked at the TV, "Go ahead." He didn't look at her, nor did he mind the video call.

"Do you like this Claire?" Monica asked, guessing based on a woman's intuition.

Tristan didn't answer immediately. Each second of silence made Monica's heart feel uneasy.

It made sense, though. If he didn't like Claire, why would he bring her to avoid the blind date? But what about using himself to block Daniel?

Was it because he liked her too?

No, it was because he had no other options. How ironic.

Caught in a game, she felt somewhat lost.

Tristan's gaze shifted from the TV to her, and he said seriously, "No, she has a boyfriend." Hearing this, Monica felt happy whether it was true or not.

She reassured him, "Don't worry, I'll apologize to her properly when I see her."

Tristan didn't say anything further, nor did he nod or even think about ending the video call.

Monica couldn't replace a topic for a moment. It was quite awkward for their first video call.

After some thought, not wanting to leave things cold, she explained, "I just didn't want you to be cheated on, so I acted impulsively today." She used the excuse of looking out for him to chat for a few more minutes.

Tristan didn't look at her.

Monica could clearly see the corner of his mouth lift slightly. It was like a cold smile, yet something else. He seemed to be laughing.

His demeanor seemed to say, do you think a high-quality man like me would be cheated on?

"Umm..." Monica searched for a topic, "Are you planning to come to the hotel to see me?"

"If you need anything, contact Kevin," Tristan said simply, making it clear he wouldn't come. He didn't ask why she came to Arkpool City.

He didn't ask how long she would stay in Arkpool City either.

Did he not care about her at all?

Awkward!

Even across the screen, it was awkward!

"I..." The girl was left bewildered by him, "I'm tired, good night."

Tristan didn't say anything. He glanced at her and then looked back at the TV, seemingly emotionless.

It appeared to be a financial news channel playing in the background. Monica vaguely heard the sound and didn't want to bother him anymore. Awkward chatting was worse than ending the call. Monica hung up the video call, thinking, why is Tristan so dull?

He was like a block of ice, the sense of distance perfectly embodied in him.

It hadn't been like this when they were together in the UK.

Moreover, this morning outside his company, he had given her a head pat. Was it an illusion?

Did he like her or not?

Monica had no confidence in her heart because this man was so unpredictable.

Just as she was feeling confused, her phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, it was her mother!

She had to answer!

After all, it was her mother. If she didn't answer, her mother would worry.

So, Monica cleared her throat, prepared for an hour long lecture, "Hey, Belinda!"

Her attitude could never be any better.