Anything For Her

Chapter 95 Go To My Room

Thinking she had misheard him, Ysabelle dug at her ear and asked calmly, “What did you say? Can you repeat that?”

“I said, I want to share a room with you!” Felix was determined to spend more time with her at all costs.

“You hear that, Uncle Tristan? Your friend here wants to bed me!” Ysabelle said.

Felix fell silent upon hearing that.

Wait… Did she get the wrong idea or something? I said I wanted to share a room with her, not share a bed with her!

Noticing that Tristan had narrowed his eyes menacingly, Felix raised his arms in a surrendering motion and exclaimed, “That’s not true, Mr. Tristan! I’ve never thought about that at all!”

Sophie picked up the volleyball and stepped forward as she said, “Don’t worry, Ysabelle! He can’t possibly win!”

“Hey, Mr. Tristan! Your girlfriend is bullying me!” Felix exclaimed.

“That’s fine. I’ll help her bully you in a bit!” Tristan replied with a smile.

Just like that, what should’ve been a fair volleyball match ended with the three of them ganging up on Felix.

Unhappy with his loss, Felix grumbled when he was alone with Tristan, “Hey, Mr. Tristan! Don’t you want to be in the same room with Sophie? I actually thought you were going to help me out earlier!”

“I’m warning you, Felix. Ysabelle is still very young!”

What the f*ck? Does he really see me as a heartless pervert?

“I just wanted to spend more time with her, d*mn it! Why must you all bully me like this? You’re such a meanie, Mr. Tristan!” Felix lamented.

“I won’t stop you once Ysabelle turns twenty, so stop your whining.”

What? I have to wait till she’s twenty? There are tons of kids out there who start dating as early as the age of ten!

“Twenty? A-Are you going to wait till Sophie turns twenty too?”

“Yeah.”

Felix had never thought he would hear that reply from Tristan.

What the… Since when did Mr. Tristan become such a gentleman?

Wilma had always assumed that Tristan was some kind of unreasonable thug that would abuse his powers. Being a huge fan of photography, she had taken a picture of him and Sophie with an instant camera when they were standing next to each other earlier.

up to him and handed him the photo she had

Ms. Sophie, huh? You two look so

help but admire how

the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in the wind, and the boundless blue sea made a perfect background

to me if you

at the photo

get a peek, but Tristan put it away before he could see

it kill him to let me

feeling a little tired due to the lack of sleep, but she didn’t want to stop Wilma and the others from having a great time. After giving it some thought, she decided to just text them the location for dinner

be found, she went back to the hotel

door, Sophie realized she had

and get it when Tristan grabbed

you go

arched an eyebrow

a hassle to go all the way back there for a keycard. Besides, you’re tired,

as she followed

ahead and take a nap. I’ll wake you up when

“Okay.”

the night before,

time. The general manager of

Mr. Tristan? Please come back as

get so much work done so effortlessly? I can barely get a few hours of sleep every

been gone for a few days. “What’s wrong?

“I…”

at that point. D*mn… I can’t believe he’s out

up and go take a nap. I’m a little tired after

general manager could only sigh at his

quietly returned to the room after ending

the huge, white bed with the blanket covering her from the waist

spread across the bed, and her skin looked even fairer in contrast to

sat down on the floor and rested his head on the bed as he stared

vulnerable when she was asleep that he felt like protecting

up so late, she was still asleep by the time Ysabelle and the others

went looking for Sophie in her room when it was time for dinner but found no

in

must be in Mr. Tristan’s

a jerk

Uncle Tristan would go

a little more acceptable if it was