Pursuing Her

Chapter 2 Men Are All Shallow

“No problem!”

Felix arranged for Tristan to be sent to Horington General Hospital without hesitation. The bullet might’ve been removed, but it was necessary for Tristan to undergo a checkup at the hospital.

The doctor at Horington General Hospital gaped in disbelief after he saw Tristan’s wound.

This doctor was the top surgeon at Horington General Hospital. If he was tasked to operate on patients like Tristan, he would have to carry out the surgery carefully. After all, the bullet was too close to Tristan’s heart.

The patient’s heart would rupture if the surgeon wasn’t careful enough. However, the person who saved Tristan managed to operate on him and remove the bullet successfully. Tristan’s heart remained healthy. Only a selected few in Chanaea could complete this feat.

“What’s wrong? Is there something wrong with his wound?” Felix panicked as the doctor stayed silent for way too long.

“Mr. Tristan, may I know who removed the bullet for you?” the doctor asked earnestly.

He was a famous surgeon in Horington, but this person was clearly more skillful than him.

“I don’t know.” Tristan wanted nothing more than to know who was the person who saved him.

“The surgery was successful. You’ll only have to recuperate for a few months.”

The doctor was sorely disappointed to learn that Tristan didn’t know the person’s identity. He was the top surgeon in all of Horington and only became the director of his department after working for over thirty years. Thus, he didn’t expect to run into someone who was better than him.

After the doctor left, Tristan shot Felix a look. The latter immediately left to investigate the matter.

The next morning, Felix arrived at Tristan’s ward to see the latter walking around.

“Mr. Tristan, do you have a death wish?” He couldn’t believe that Tristan was paying no heed to his health.

If the person back in Jipsdale finds out about this, he’ll rush here at once. Is he trying to get me in trouble?

“Stop talking nonsense,” Tristan snapped.

“I found out who saved you. Here you go.”

Felix handed a file to Tristan.

Tristan opened the file and pulled out the documents. His brows snapped together as he read the information inside.

“An eighteen-year-old student in her senior year?” How could a student in her senior year remove the bullet in my chest? ”Felix, how dare you pull such a stunt?”

hurriedly waved

you wouldn’t believe it. I was shocked when I read the file,

him a

from him. The young woman depicted in the photo had an unforgettable face. She was young, lively, and gorgeous. Her

capable of

in trouble the moment he

we return? Are you scared? If you are, you’re welcome to

Felix’s lips twitched helplessly.

tell him about this.” The “him” Tristan was referring to

Old Mr. Lombard asks about you? Do I have to keep it a

anything.” Tristan was certain he could

“Let’s go find her.”

found Sophie, the latter was surrounded by a few

“You’re Sophie Tanner, right?”

sleeves were rolled up to expose her fair

them, she

a lackey yelled. Everyone in Horington High School dared not go against their

thugs, Jack Keyes, bristled and

was talking to you. Are you f*cking deaf?” Jack demanded as

in her tracks and spat out the gum

came her

huh? You’ve offended someone whom you shouldn’t have offended!”

that, he reached out to

a hand on Sophie, she threw him over her shoulders. Jack fell to

I am? My

short by Sophie,

up!” she

thugs trembled in fear, for they had no idea Sophie was this good at

dad!” Jack screamed. “I want Sophie

was pointing fingers at Sophie after seeing

pregnant with a thug’s child. Finding her embarrassing, her family ended up abandoning her in Horington.

ignored their horrible insults and strode

black car rolled to a stop beside her. The door was pushed open to

man greeted, “Hello, Ms. Tanner. I am Felix Northley. My employer, Mr. Tristan,

piece of gum from her pocket and started chewing on

to the backseat, so Sophie hopped into the

the very one she saved

quite lucky, huh?” Sophie remarked nonchalantly. Her face was devoid