Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1515: Tristan'S Well-Prepared Homework

Chapter 1515: Tristan's Well-prepared Homework

Upon hearing his words, Monica felt as if her heart was melting. The air itself seemed sweet, and her heart felt as if it were filled with honey. This must be what it feels like to be in love... It was truly splendid! "Monica, where would you like to go now?" Tristan's gentle voice echoed in her ears once more, as he turned his gaze towards her.

Monica thought for a moment, her smile radiant. "How about we go and win some stuffed toys? We could fill up the storage box," she suggested in a voice that was inviting a discussion. "Sure, this is your night. I'll follow your lead." Tristan agreed unconditionally, steering the car towards the biggest arcade in Arkpool City. "I know a popular place with many claw machines." "Tristan." The girl turned her gaze, looking at him with admiration. "Your preparations for tonight are impressive. I really like it, and I'm touched. Thank you."

She was so moved, she didn't know what to say.

A captivating smile appeared on Tristan's face. He was genuinely happy. "Monica, I had feelings for you even before we went to the old town, but I didn't dare to confess hastily. I thought it was a matter to be taken seriously."

This reminded her of Claire. Monica was not jealous, nor was she disappointed. She believed more and more in fate.

As Tristan drove, he continued, "I slowly confirmed my feelings for you. I wanted to give you a ceremony. It might be a bit old-fashioned, but every step was carefully planned. I hope you don't mind." "Not at all, I told you, I really like it, I like it very very much!" Monica glanced at him subconsciously, her smile beaming.

This was the most sincere smile of happiness from the bottom of her heart.

"This is my first love," Tristan changed the topic, speaking seriously, "If I make any mistakes in the future, please point them out to me, I promise I will change."

"What a coincidence, it's my first love too." The girl turned her gaze, tears shimmering in her eyes, her smile bright and radiant. "So, we need to improve together and be tolerant of each other?"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Tristan, I'm glad to meet you."

"Me too."

This was one of the few joyful nights in Tristan's nearly thirty years of life.

Soon, the car came to a stop outside the arcade.

The accumulated snow had yet to melt. Someone had built two adorable snowmen by the roadside, resembling a bride and groom. The snow-white wedding dress was so beautiful that one couldn't help but take a second look.

Because Monica took a few extra glances, Tristan decided to take a photo of her with the snowmen.

Inside the arcade were many claw machines of all sizes. This was Tristan's homework. It was his first time here, and he was with her.

"What is this place?" Standing at the entrance, the dazzling lights and the lively music could already be felt.

"It's a place young people like," Tristan wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Come on!" He led her into the arcade.

The arcade was indeed vast, spanning eight floors.

Tristan glanced at the various amusement project distribution map at the entrance, and directly led her to the second floor's claw machines room...

"Oh my gosh!" Monica was simply astounded. The hall was filled with claw machines, the lights dazzling, and the styles of the stuffed toys inside varied.

"You pick the toys first. Which ones do you want?" Tristan stood tall, full of confidence. "Once you've made your choice, I'll grab them for you. We'll take all the ones you like home."

With that, he took out a game card. "I've already loaded it with tokens."