Changing Only For Her Novel

Tristan felt that the blessing he received was unique and special, as it was not just any ordinary blessing, but one that came from Sophie.

When he was a child, the anticipation of Christmas filled him with joy and excitement. However, as he grew older, the magic and wonder of Christmas began to diminish, leaving him with a feeling of apathy toward the holiday.

Gathering as a family for a meal and visiting relatives was often seen as an obligation rather than an enjoyable experience.

Sophie didn’t like visiting relatives, so she allowed herself to sleep until past ten o’clock the following morning.

She thought Tristan would’ve left home to visit his relatives by then.

The Lombard family was extremely influential, so many relatives of the family would flock to their home during the holiday season to catch up and to show their respects.

To her surprise, she found Tristan preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Sophie was clad in a thin nightdress. The house was warm, so she still preferred wearing a nightdress, even in winter.

She leaned on the doorframe and watched him quietly.

Sophie was aware of the power of the man’s attractiveness, and it was impossible for her not to take notice of it. She had often lamented why such a handsome man had to exist.

Tristan was extremely alluring. Even when just standing there, he could somehow lead one’s imagination to run amok. Sophie loved his Adam’s apple the most.

She had to admit that his Adam’s apple was extremely sexy, giving her the urge to nibble on it.

“Are you up already? You really should get some more rest. There’s nothing we need to do today, so why don’t you just stay in bed? I’ll bring you breakfast later,” Tristan said affectionately.

“No need. I’m already up and about. I’ve had plenty of rest the past few days. Why didn’t you return to the Lombard residence? There should be many relatives visiting today, right?” Sophie inquired. Despite their personal preferences, as grown-ups, socializing with family was a necessity.

“Why would I return to the Lombard residence? I want to spend the holidays with you. Lincoln’s home, so he’ll deal with those relatives,” Tristan told her. Having an elder brother had its advantages, as it meant that any matters that the younger sibling disliked could be delegated to the elder brother.

“Oh, I see.”

keep you company today!” Tristan told her.

decided to be generous and let the housekeepers go home for the holiday and only arranged

didn’t seem right to ask them to work

simple,” Tristan beckoned. He had been working on his cooking skills recently in hopes

the delicious breakfast he had prepared, her stomach growled in anticipation. They had watched the fireworks and arrived home late last night, so she was famished by

past, he had been

a piece of

won’t fill up

desire burned in his gaze. He had been trying hard to tamp down his desire but eventually, he was no longer able to restrain himself in her

want to

as she had no idea he’d be so

cheeks turned pink. Tristan had been controlling himself even though she wasn’t planning on staying a

got married,

breakfast,” she chided. “Stop flirting

seducing her. It would only take one look from him to

and now it had started snowing

warmth, and Sophie felt contented as she

had been on her wish list for some time, but she was afraid

her, “You’re afraid of the cold, aren’t

the idea of building a snowman due to her condition as he thought

but I still want to build a

himself to turn her down as she

so, let’s head out.” He eventually relented and went upstairs to retrieve her down jacket and scarf. He made sure she was bundled up properly before they left the comfort of the house. There was an open space outside the mansion, and the ground was covered with a thick blanket of

brimming with

was so contagious that Tristan would have been willing to give up anything in the world just to witness

harmony, Sophie and Tristan quickly built a snowman. As the snowman came together,

hat to put

the cold winter air made her hands completely numb, so much so that she couldn’t feel a thing while wearing her gloves, she was

Tristan