Changing Only For Her Novel

Chapter 180 Too Ostentatious

When Tristan had finished the work at hand, he went upstairs. Unexpectedly, he glimpsed a shaft of light from the gap in Sophie’s room door.

He walked over and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on her door, Sophie placed her phone on the nightstand before going over and opening the door.

“What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

Puzzlement was written all over Sophie’s face. I wonder what else he wants at this hour.

“No, everything’s fine. I just saw that the light in your room is on, so I came to ask you what you were doing. Are you having trouble sleeping? It’s very late now.” She still needs to go to school tomorrow. Keeping such hours is too erratic, and it’ll be bad for health.

“No, I just talked on the phone with a friend. That took a bit of time, so I’m not asleep yet.”

“Oh, I see. In that case, sleep earlier. Or perhaps you’d like me to keep you company?” Tristan couldn’t resist the urge to tease her every so often.

Sophie said nothing.

Her usual response was silence.

“All right, I was just joking. Don’t take it to heart and don’t sleep too late.”

“I can’t sleep, Mr. Tristan. How about you tell me a story?”

How long has it been since someone told me a story? When we were young, Mom and Dad always loved to tell Willow stories, but they never gave me the same courtesy. Perhaps it’s because I’m too cold and indifferent that they aren’t close to me.

“So, you really can’t sleep? Did something happen that I’m unaware of? Do you mind sharing with me?”

“No, I just have a bit of insomnia. Tell me a story, will you?”

“Sure! It’s my pleasure!” Tristan was more than eager to draw close to her, so he naturally agreed when she proposed such a request.

Sophie lay down on the bed with a premier duvet over her. The duvet wasn’t all that thick, but it was exceedingly warm.

That was the best duvet, a conclusion drawn after Tristan had Felix compare the duvets of more than ten brands.

While she lay on the bed all toasty under the duvet, Tristan only had a white, thin sweater on him.

but she didn’t set the temperature that high, so

“Are you cold?”

Tristan’s mouth curved into a

want to huddle under the covers and chat with

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

was remiss of me. I shouldn’t

look like a heinous man

kind of person then, for he couldn’t help teasing her at every

Don’t look at me with such a look in your eyes.” He really couldn’t withstand further temptation, albeit her

long as she looked at him with that particular gaze, desire inexorably blazed within

to the past. He hadn’t heard that many stories when

tell you

good if I can use such a

could someone like him

grew up together with Felix and the others. Once upon a

that had taken place while they were part of

the four of them forged a

talk about his

eyelids grew increasingly heavier, and she eventually drifted

Tristan pulled the duvet over her before leaving

got out of bed. When she went downstairs after washing her face, she surprisingly discovered that Tristan was

you sleep for a while

so late last night. As the CEO of Lombard Group, he should have the privilege of going to work

then, Tristan was plating breakfast at the

and have breakfast. I only need three

isn’t enough. It’s best to have at least eight hours

something she disliked, Tristan would change

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

across from him. Taking a piece of hash brown, she started nibbling on

the breakfast dishes, only coffee and

had never really liked eating

still preferred a somewhat modern style

least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an

to buy breakfast early in

from there. A round trip would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and

there to

she only ate more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had