“You didn’t make this soup? Who else could it be, then?” Sophie gazed at the other three people there. They were more likely there to eat than to cook, and they weren’t capable of preparing their own meal.

“Tristan purposely learned to do this for you.” Sarah pretended not to fathom Tristan’s warning and directly divulged that information. My foolish little brother genuinely cares about Sophie. Since he had done so much for her, I should tell her about his efforts. Doing this will improve their relationship, so why not?

“What?”

Sophie was truly dumbfounded. Mr. Tristan made this soup? So these three are here because he requested their presence?

He glanced at Sarah. I knew it. She’s not reliable at all.

The soup wasn’t a success. As it was a failed attempt, he didn’t want to let Sophie drink it.

“Really? In that case, I must taste it.” Sophie gazed at Tristan. Knowing he had prepared the soup for her, she was touched by his effort regardless of the soup’s flavor.

She was aware that Tristan had always been unable to accept her tiny meal portions.

Still, there was nothing she could do about that.

That was the most she could eat, and if she consumed more, she would feel uncomfortable as her appetite was genuinely lacking.

Sophie reckoned that was why he wanted to learn cooking.

Of course, she knew what Tristan was thinking about.

He understood her very well, and she also had a good grasp of him.

“Sophie, Uncle Tristan really treats you wholeheartedly, so you must never abandon him no matter what happens in the future. Otherwise, he’ll be brokenhearted.” Ysabelle had never seen Tristan care so much about someone.

Felix nodded in agreement. If Sophie leaves Mr. Tristan, he will surely be devastated. He has fallen head over heels for her.

about our future? Stop talking if you aren’t adept at doing so.” Tristan was

words poorly. Still,

would only become hindrances if

Sophie were the only ones

I drink a little, too, since they all got to taste the soup you made? Didn’t Sarah say you prepared this soup for

more gently before him. She also wished to stay with him forever and never

I made today must’ve been a failed product. In that case, how can

this soup since I didn’t cook it properly. I’ll prepare some for you

that he provided her the

her arms around his neck, and kissed

a hot

no way he could refuse her fervent initiative. He reckoned she would be dispirited

reciprocated and deepened

that

breathe during a kiss, so this time, she could adapt to the situation no matter how long

he gently rubbed

Crown.” Before he could master the art of

me drink a little since

still looking forward to trying the soup

Tristan frowned.

taste? They told me the

having poor taste, then.” How can anything Mr. Tristan make

compliment me regardless of the soup’s flavor.” Especially when she knew he purposely prepared the soup

is to drink a bowl of soup. Is that

he had no choice but to serve her a bowl

just nice after leaving it to cool

a few spoonfuls of the

it, looking

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