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

to be alone.” Sophie couldn’t help

seemed to have more to say, but Felix dragged

with Sophie, but Sophie didn’t care

left. She raised her head to look at him and said, “Mr. Tristan, you may go. I don’t need

me. Sleep if you’re

“What do you mean?”

here and

Sophie doubted her ears. Tristan, the man who could cause Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted to stay and accompany

hungry?” Sophie hadn’t eaten anything yet, and Tristan was worried

Sophie didn’t have much

took that as a yes, and called someone to deliver oatmeal

arrived in a thermal insulation container instead

bowl with oatmeal, sat beside

“Ahem!”

always been calm, was

Group, a

Tristan, I can eat by myself.” She didn’t know

she wasn’t used to it,

in a hurry. He wanted to give her time to

her the bowl and

felt that it tasted pretty good. Hence,

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

awkward when Tristan, a person unrelated to her,

go. This is a

I don’t mind sleeping on the couch for one night.” Tristan covered her with a blanket and lay down on the couch. He wasn’t planning

“Mr. Tristan?”

with another man. Although it was a ward instead of a room, she still felt

you

Sophie remained silent.

Maybe the Lombard family is

was quiet, and only the alternating sound of their

passed and Sophie fell asleep in

faint breathing and knew she was asleep, he got up and

while asleep, just like a baby. It made him feel like protecting her

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