Chapter 13 Flirting

“I can walk on my own.” While he was carrying her, their faces got closer to each other. If she looked up, her lips would brush across his chin.

Her heart began to beat out of control, and her ears began to grow hot.

Ysabelle was stunned. She had never seen Tristan treat anyone so well. Even at home, he was always cold, and even his grandfather was annoyed at him for it.

Tristan didn’t give Sophie the chance to refuse. He gently put her on the hospital bed, then checked on her infusion tube.

“Okay. It’s time for your evening self-study,” Tristan said to Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I don’t want to go. If I hadn’t brought Sophie to the pasta outlet, she wouldn’t end up like this. I’ll stay and accompany her.” Well, it wouldn’t matter if I missed one session of self-study.

Tristan looked at her and didn’t speak.

“Uncle Tristan.” He looks so scary.

“I’m okay now, Ysabelle. I’ll go back after the infusion.”

“No!” Tristan and Ysabelle exclaimed in unison.

“I’m really fine.”

“Sophie, it’s all my fault. You must stay in the hospital and get well. Otherwise, I will feel very guilty.”

“You should recuperate in the hospital. I’ve already informed the school that you’re taking the day off.” Tristan declared. How could she be so calm even after her surgery?

Tristan stopped forcing Ysabelle to go to class. If Ysabelle is here to accompany her, she should feel more at ease.

The VIP ward Tristan arranged for Sophie was a suite equipped with a bathroom and a kitchen.

At half past nine in the evening, Felix came to pick up Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I won’t be going home tonight! I want to stay with Soph. I don’t want her to be alone in the ward. It’s sad.”

Whenever Ysabelle was sick, her parents and grandparents would stay by her side.

However, Sophie didn’t have anyone close to her, which was really sad.

“Felix will take you home. I’ll get someone to look after Sophie.”

looked at Sophie

alone.” Sophie couldn’t help but laugh. To her, Ysabelle’s reaction was

to have more to say, but Felix dragged her

still there with Sophie, but Sophie didn’t care much about it and played

raised her head to look at him and said, “Mr. Tristan, you may go. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”

me. Sleep if

“What do you mean?”

stay here and

who could cause Jipsdale

anything yet, and Tristan was worried

didn’t have

as a yes, and called someone to deliver oatmeal from

insulation container instead of

sat beside Sophie, and put

“Ahem!”

Sophie, who had always been calm, was stunned at

the head of the Lombard Group, a prominent character in Jipsdale, was

by myself.” She didn’t know how to deal with

knew that she wasn’t used to

in a hurry. He wanted to give her time to get used to

handed her the

felt that it tasted pretty

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

person unrelated to her, cared

This is

Tristan covered her with a blanket and

“Mr. Tristan?”

it was a ward instead of

Are you not

Sophie remained silent.

his life before too. Maybe the Lombard family is really serious about

was quiet, and only the alternating sound of their breathing could be

long while passed and Sophie fell

breathing and knew she was

like a baby. It made him feel like protecting her no matter what so she would never

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