Monica felt a tightness in her chest, as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart. She stepped in front of Maya Monroe.
Tristan Rowe raised an eyebrow in slight surprise: "Does Mrs. Monroe really have to be so guarded against me?"
Monica's eyes were calm and resolute: "Our Monroe Family has nothing to do with you."
Tristan held a smile at the corner of his mouth but said nothing more.
After Tristan left, Monica's uneasy heart still hadn't settled.
Her palm was soaked in sweat, yet she firmly held Maya's hand.
Maya felt the dampness in her palm and asked worriedly, "Mom, are you okay?"
Monica reached out her other hand to pat Maya's hand, and with lingering trepidation, she said, "Luckily, nothing happened. How did we just run into him..."
Maya pondered slightly but said nothing.
Maya and Monica sat down on the sofa, and only then did Maya notice that Jasper Monroe also had a relieved expression.
