Anything For Her

Chapter 68 She Has Come Of Age

“Mr. Tristan, what are you doing?” Sophie exclaimed. She had noticed Tristan tailing her a while back but decided to wait and see what he had up his sleeve.

To her surprise, they had almost reached the apartment, yet he still hadn’t taken the initiative to show himself.

Knowing that he had been exposed, Tristan went to Sophie and walked with her.

“Are you okay? Is the Lombard Group going bankrupt?” the latter asked.

Alas, Tristan said nothing.

Sophie suddenly stopped in her tracks and added, “Then, what’s with that expression of yours? Are you feeling down?”

“It’s nothing. Come on. I’ll send you home. It’s getting late.”

“Let’s grab a bite first! I didn’t have a good dinner earlier,” Sophie suggested, remembering how she had only ordered non-spicy dishes because of Bailey. The food was not to her taste that she could feel her hunger pangs return.

“What do you want to eat?” Tristan asked as he took her bag.

Women who walked past the couple, regardless of their ages, couldn’t help but cast envious glances at them.

What a lucky young lady! Her boyfriend is such a good-looker and so considerate to help carry her bag!

“Oh, let’s go get some barbecue! It’s been so long since I had that,” Sophie chirped as she pulled Tristan along excitedly. If I remember correctly, there’s a food truck just up ahead!

True enough, a barbecue food truck came into sight after about ten minutes of walking.

Sophie pored over the menu and ordered several items that caught her attention. She turned around to look for Tristan, only to notice he was staring at her.

Realizing Tristan would stick out like a sore thumb if they ate at the food truck, she quipped, “We’ll take these home to eat!”

“It’s all right. Don’t worry about me.”

“Hey, boss, we’d like to do a take-out. A medium spice level will do,” Sophie instructed. As much as I love spicy food, I don’t think it’d be wise to overdo it this late at night.

“Got it! Please take a seat first!”

“Oh, it’s okay. That won’t be necessary,” Sophie replied before sauntering toward Tristan to stand with him.

After a while, she broke the silence. “Why have you come today?”

It hasn’t been that long since we parted, has it?

“I don’t know why, but I ended up walking here,” Tristan explained. “And since it was almost time for your self-study session to end, I decided to drop by.”

“Oh, okay…” Sophie answered and said nothing more. She wasn’t particularly curious, so she didn’t see the need to probe further.

the food truck that the waiting time got

you tired?” Tristan asked

the exhaustion setting in. How could she not, when she had attended a shareholders’ meeting in the morning, a class in the afternoon, and a self-study

“I’m all right.”

you head home first? I’ll bring the

getting our orders soon anyway,” Sophie replied. I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to stay there

miss, your food is ready! Oh, and I must say, your boyfriend’s very handsome!” the food truck

code

don’t be shy to spend your boyfriend’s money,” the owner said

change,” Tristan

owner’s words, his gloomy mood had done a

could also sense the drastic change in

he sure has cheered

bought a

take that!”

hesitation. Now that she didn’t have to carry anything, there was a spring in

back in Wisteria Apartments, Sophie quickly laid the food on the coffee table and passed a can

that Sophie was in the mood to drink, he was

for herself and took

couch, she began tucking into her spread

too, picked up a fork and took

Sophie might overeat, he began to eat even faster. “Don’t eat so much. It’s not good for your

many people in Chanaea are fond of

take long before Sophie finished

and tossing it

if you’re not

joined her on

“Are you okay?”

Sophie answered. I merely had a craving

face from getting warm and

about to open another beer, Tristan grabbed her hand and pulled

in surprise. “What do

you’ve

this is the last can,” Sophie insisted as she cracked it open and took a few sips. Then, she set it down on the coffee table and added, “Excuse me, I

Tristan sitting so near her, she couldn’t help but feel a

her back

wasn’t drunk, her eyes had glazed over from the alcohol, making

unexpected kiss and feeling somewhat parched, she hurriedly pushed

“I’m thirsty.”

further ado, Tristan fetched a glass

for bed,” he