Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1355: Are You Pregnant?

As she gazed at him, Tristan drove seriously, his eyes focused on the road. For a fleeting moment, Monica felt dazed, replaceing his cold and stern profile, illuminated by the backlight, exuding a uniquely

masculine charm that was warm and gentle.

In the brief silence, she was filled with emotion, still lost in her reverie. Tristan didn't hear her respond, so he turned his gaze and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't hear me clearly just now? Need me to repeat myself?"

Meeting his gaze, she quickly shook her head, and then nodded hurriedly, her inner turmoil inexplicable, "No, I heard you clearly. I will wait for your call!"

The man shifted his eyes back to the road and continued driving. After a while, she whispered softly, "Thank you."

Tristan didn't reply, and the car fell silent again, the Maybach speeding along the road. Monica glanced at the card in her hand, thought about it for a while, and then hesitated to ask, "Should I give this card to you or..." She knew that her visit to the hospital today was under special circumstances.

She didn't have any identity to be there and it wouldn't be appropriate to go tomorrow either. More importantly, she liked him and didn't want to be a nuisance.

Afraid that Tristan would be upset, she was actually overthinking it. "What do you need it for?" the man asked in a low voice, "You promised him, so you have to keep your word. If you don't go tomorrow, what will I do if Eason comes looking for me?"

So, his point was-she had to go.

Upon hearing this, Monica clenched the card box tightly, her head bowed, "I understand."

After a while, she heard him say, "Tomorrow at two in the afternoon, I'll pick you up at the hotel."

"Alright." The girl turned her gaze to him, replaceing his profile softened, the faint sunlight haloing his features, a mix of firmness and tenderness.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Tristan hit the brakes, and the car came to a stop. The girl came back to her senses and looked out the window, realizing they had arrived at the hotel, "Thank you for bringing me back." She unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and waved to him through the car window, "See you tonight!"

Tristan glanced at her and didn't say anything, as the car sped away. Everything that needed to be said had been made clear.

Inside the hotel lobby, Belinda watched her daughter get out of Tristan's car and walk towards her, noticing the smile on her face that she couldn't hide.

Upon entering, Monica saw her mother, her smile faded, and she hesitated, "Belinda?"

The middle-aged woman stared at her, seemingly worried. "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" The girl was puzzled, "What are you worrying about? Are you afraid I'll get lost during the day?" Belinda locked her gaze on her and asked seriously, "What were you doing at the hospital? Are you pregnant?"

"What???" Monica was shocked, "How could you think that?" Her face flushed instantly.

"Why else would you go to the hospital?" Belinda reached out to her daughter, "Give me the examination report!"

"There's no report! We just went to visit a friend." Monica half-truthfully explained, not wanting to share more about Tristan's family affairs, "You can really believe me this time, I'm not pregnant!" Her mother's eyes were full of doubt.

The questioning gaze lingered on her daughter's face, and she thought that as her daughter grew older, she seemed capable of anything.

"You don't believe me?" Monica's heart skipped a beat, and she widened her eyes in disbelief.

Thinking that the misunderstanding couldn't be allowed to escalate, lest her mother ask Tristan and create an awkward situation, Monica decided to prove that she wasn't pregnant by jumping in the hotel lobby She leaped three feet high, as if playing on a trampoline!

Belinda was dumbfounded!

"Belinda! Have you ever seen a pregnant woman jump like this?" She asked while continuing to jump.

"Stop, stop, stop! Monica, that's enough!" It was so embarrassing in front of everyone in the lobby!

Seeing her daughter couldn't stop, Belinda rushed forward, grabbed her shoulder, and said, "That's enough! Go upstairs now!"