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

Ysabelle was snatched away

intention of

lively there, and he preferred somewhere

I’ll get you out

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

can head back and get some rest. I’ll find myself somewhere I can be alone,” she

wasn’t having any of that nonsense, and he left while tugging

you always this disrespectful toward women, Mr.

head’s throbbing.

Sophie was rendered speechless.

One could simply take a seat on the rug and

colors lit up

red wine, walked over

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

was tall enough and didn’t need to wear high

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

heels or

handed her a cushion for her to

short, so sitting like this wasn’t the

he never really cared about

seeing Sophie’s slender thighs, he

he began to feel awkward as

Sophie a woolen blanket

didn’t expect him to be

gentleman. Most men

just worried I wouldn’t be able to hold

She was struck speechless.

 But did he really have to say it

poured them a

some. This wine’s

but now that she was with

glass and

tasted

Tristan eats or uses,

sip

savored their drinks while staring at the scenery

seemed to share an

finishing a glass, Sophie

some more?”

bottle and poured her

you feel uncomfortable

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

could slowly get used

give her time. I have enough patience and