Changing Only For Her Novel
Chapter 63
Chapter 63 A Goodnight Kiss
“Mr. Tristan.” The man was immediately petrified when he saw Tristan.
F*ck! She’s his woman, and she was even in his room. I’m doomed.
“Get lost,” Tristan growled.
“Sure thing. I’ll leave right away.” With that, the man disappeared without a trace.
Everyone in Jipsdale knew their days would be numbered if they dared to cross Tristan, and the man had no wish to meet a sticky end.
Under the crowd’s envious gazes, Tristan extended his hand in a gentlemanly gesture of invitation. “May I have this dance?”
Sophie placed her hand in his, silently agreeing to dance with him.
Tristan held her hand and led her onto the dance floor, then placed one hand on her slender waist while resting the other on her shoulder.
As the other ladies watched Tristan hug Sophie’s waist, a thought surfaced in their minds. They wished Sophie would disappear at once and that the person in Tristan’s arms was them.
“D*mn it! Why is it Sophie again? How is she so lucky?” one of them whined.
“Yeah! How could she end up with the man of my dreams?”
Another choked out through bitter sobs, “This is going to make me cry myself to death.”
“I won’t let that little minx get away with this!” Danielle hissed through clenched teeth, her fingers gripping the stem of her wineglass so tightly as if she was going to crush it.
Winter was also still among the crowd. I thought I’d get the opportunity to dance with Tristan, not expecting I’d still lose to Sophie in the end.
“Forget it. There’s nothing we can do about her,” she said.
“What are you talking about, Winter? What do you mean by there’s nothing we can do about her? She’s just a member of the Tanner family. What could she possibly be capable of doing?”
“You’re no match for her.”
Danielle was enraged. “You… Don’t look down on me, Winter. Just you wait and see how I’ll make her suffer.”
Winter knew Danielle would not be able to stir up much trouble. Nonetheless, the latter was capable of causing Sophie some minor upsets, which wouldn’t be such a bad thing.
Meanwhile, Tristan and Sophie were twirling away on the dance floor in effortless harmony. It was their first time dancing together, yet they made for a completely compatible pairing. “Mr. Tristan, I didn’t think you had what it took to cause a national crisis,” Sophie remarked.
“What do you mean?”
“Sir, don’t tell me you can’t tell that all the ladies here are thinking of sinking their teeth into me and ripping me to pieces,” Sophie replied, deliberately emphasizing the word “sir.”
“They’re just jealous that you’re much more beautiful than them. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”
His response rendered Sophie speechless.
so handsome, everything
dance doesn’t require us to be so close together,
proximity, and Sophie was sure
he answered
ladies in
heck? Just as I thought, Sophie is a minx! It’s too shameful to
Is she trying
of Mr. Tristan. Let me hold him instead,” another lady
them dancing any longer, Winter turned and grabbed
had harbored feelings for since she was little being so close
was also so angry that
still did not want to let go of
think that’s enough,” said
to go overboard. I certainly have no wish to make myself more enemies. Although I’m not afraid of them, I already have enough
loosened his
appropriate to take things too far. I mustn’t
of dancing, Ysabelle walked over
is your keycard.” Ysabelle handed a keycard
said, “I’m exhausted, Belle. I’ll
help me see Sophie to her room. There are many
think anyone present was worthy
no answer and
he possibly give me the chance to do such
stay here with you.
and the others before
opened the door, she turned toward
pressed a kiss to her
Go on
a loss for words
again? This man is really… Why
matter? Are you hesitating to go into the room because you want to invite me to sleep
lost,” Sophie uttered curtly, then went into her
Tristan so brusquely, yet he did not appear to mind. Instead, a smile tugged at the corners of his
was next to Tristan’s, and as Winter returned from drinking her glass of wine, she saw the smile
thoroughly agitated by the
thought she would see him so
“Mr. Tristan…”
out his name, hoping he
face faded the moment
rest,”
those three words was worlds apart from how he had said
“Why her?”
knew she should not have asked that question. After all, Tristan disliked others prying into his
nothing to do
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