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.

central air-conditioning was running, but she didn’t set the temperature that high, so she had no

“Are you cold?”

corners of Tristan’s mouth curved into a

huddle under

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

of me. I shouldn’t

a heinous man who

too similar to such a kind of person then, for he

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

looked at him with that

the past. He

have no bedtime stories. How about I tell you about my stories in the

I can use such a method to have her understand

How could someone like him have bedtime

and the others. Once upon a time, we were even sent

had taken place while they were part of the

then that the four of

to him talk about his past, she gradually

eyelids grew increasingly heavier, and she eventually drifted

beautiful sleeping countenance, Tristan pulled the duvet over

bed. When she went downstairs after washing her face, she surprisingly discovered that Tristan

sleep

As the CEO of Lombard Group, he should have the

breakfast at the side of the

need three to four hours of

to have at least eight hours of

she disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All right,

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

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

breakfast dishes, only coffee

liked eating bread and

preferred a

pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an extra piece of hash

to buy breakfast early in

minutes. Yet, he had driven over and bought her breakfast early

you like their coffee and hash browns, so I went there to buy them for you. It just took

wasn’t great in the first place, and she only ate more for breakfast. Hence, he