Pursuing Her

Chapter 61 All Eyes On Her

Sophie froze briefly. The gown had already been designed to cling to her tightly, and with Tristan’s hand on her waist now, she felt especially uncomfortable.

“Let’s go. Everyone’s looking this way.”

And is that my fault?

Sophie was certain that Tristan was doing this on purpose.

“What the f*ck?” Danielle desperately wanted to shove Tristan’s hand away from that woman. How dare he touch another girl? He’s mine!

“Calm down, Danielle. Don’t look at them. Ysabelle’s about to make her entrance.”

Lincoln soon appeared on stage while holding Ysabelle by the arm.

He walked to the microphone and began his speech.

Meanwhile, Tristan led Sophie to the front.

Winter’s gaze remained on Tristan. He didn’t want to be my date, but now he’s got his hand around Sophie’s waist!

And now, all eyes are on her!

Those looks of envy were supposed to be on her, but clearly, that wasn’t happening now thanks to Sophie.

Winter refused to accept this.

Tristan’s hand remained on Sophie’s waist, making the latter feel uneasy.

“You can let go now, Mr. Tristan.”

Tristan liked having his hand on her and didn’t want to let go, but seeing the look on her face, he knew she would probably hit him if he didn’t listen to her.

His lips curled as he released his grip on her.

“Last but not least, I’d like to thank everyone for all the love they’ve shown Ysabelle. Thank you once again.”

When Lincoln was done with his speech, he handed the microphone to Ysabelle as he had other guests to attend to.

“I’m so happy today. Thank you for coming to my birthday party. I hope you all have a good time.”

Not wasting too much time, Ysabelle ended things quickly and passed the microphone to the host.

She then left the stage and walked toward Sophie.

“Soph! I—” She wanted to take Sophie to check out the cruise ship, but Felix cut her off.

“Come, Ysabelle. I want to show you your gift.”

He had spent a great deal of time picking out the young woman’s birthday gift.

Tristan chimed

was snatched away

intention

was too lively there, and

go. I’ll get you

way he did. She was sick of being stared at by

get some rest. I’ll find myself somewhere

that nonsense, and he left while tugging her by the

disrespectful toward

throbbing.

Sophie was rendered speechless.

to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle’s and was located in an even better spot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and have the entire city’s view in front of

various colors lit up

bottle of red wine, walked over with two glasses, and sat

should have a seat too. Your feet must hurt from wearing

enough and didn’t need to

believed that an evening gown always had to go with a pair of

heels

her a cushion for her to sit

rather short, so sitting

considered this. After all, he never really cared

slender thighs, he couldn’t help but

began to feel awkward as he realized what he

and brought Sophie a woolen blanket to cover her thighs

expect him to

gentleman. Most men would rather have the opportunity

have to thank me. I’m just worried I

She was struck speechless.

really have to say it out

a glass of

some. This wine’s pretty

her drinking in front of other men, but

glass

tasted exceptionally

Tristan eats or uses, he always

began to sip on his

drinks while staring at the scenery outside

much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable mutual

a glass, Sophie

more?” She really

the bottle and poured

feel uncomfortable being

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

slowly get used to his

have enough patience and confidence