Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 1345

"..." The girl looked into his eyes, falling silent, but her heart was filled with doubts. Could she really be with anyone she wanted to be with? Tristan looked away, and the car headed towards Charity Medical Center.
Monica glanced at the rearview mirror again. Her mother had been following them. "What do we do now?" she asked him. "Where can we go to be safe?"
"I need to go to the hospital to see my younger brother," Tristan told her. "I'll park at Charity Medical Center, and you can do as you please after getting out of the car."
The girl, however, asked with concern, "What happened to your brother? You have a younger brother? How old is he? Why is he in the hospital? Is he sick?"
A series of questions revealed her concern. As for family matters, with Tristan's personality, he wouldn't tell outsiders. But facing Monica, he didn't hesitate to admit, "He's my half-brother from a different mother. He's had a strange illness since he was young, which has caused his brain to develop slowly and his body not to grow tall. However, due to timely treatment, he has improved significantly."
From all the words, Monica only grasped one key point- "A half-brother?" she expressed her opinion. "You're such a caring brother. My dad also married another woman, although they didn't have children. But if they did, I definitely wouldn't like them!"
Tristan's eyes darkened slightly, and he spoke softly, "The child is innocent." He was indeed very mature.
"No!" Monica retorted. "The child is evil! He's not the crystallization of love! Once there's a child, my mom and dad can't possibly remarry!"
Tristan understood that she hoped for her parents to reconcile. "Every family's situation is different," Tristan said.
She turned her eyes to him and asked, "What's the difference? Isn't the original spouse always the best?"
"My mother has already passed away," Tristan revealed his private matter to her. "So there's no chance for them to remarry."
His mother was no longer in this world? How sad and desolate was that? Monica, being in love with him, empathized and felt inexplicably sad. "I'm sorry..." she thought she had touched his wound. "I didn't mean to ask."
"My mother's death has nothing to do with you." Tristan's lips curled up slightly, lightening the atmosphere. "Why do you need to apologize? I've long accepted the reality, and who dares to say that heaven isn't beautiful?"
At such words, Monica, who was feeling guilty, didn't know how to respond. But she thought he was a good person, not getting angry even when touching the softest part of his heart.
Monica didn't ask further, but Tristan took the initiative to tell her, "My brother is quite pitiful. His mother is in prison and is unlikely to ever get out. Prison is not as beautiful as heaven."
"..." Monica was taken aback once more.
Soon, the car came to a stop in front of Charity Medical Center. She watched Tristan unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car, and she immediately followed.
Tristan glanced at her before closing the car door and heading towards the hospital lobby.
"Hey!" She hurriedly caught up and grabbed his arm, glancing around cautiously. Sure enough, she saw Belinda's car parked outside.
Not only Monica saw it, but Tristan did too.
"Let's go, let's go." She pulled him towards the hospital lobby, urging him on, and then said to him, "Take me with you, please? Let's see this act through, okay?"
Tristan didn't say a word, his face calm as he walked into the hospital lobby.
Monica still held onto his arm, showing no intention of letting go. "My mom is really shrewd. Just be a good person to the end, okay? Take me with you."