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

snatched away in a

intention of

too lively there, and

I’ll get you out of this

same way he did. She was sick of being stared at by the female socialites

you can head back and get some rest. I’ll find myself somewhere I can be

wasn’t having any of that nonsense, and

you always this disrespectful toward

throbbing.

Sophie was rendered speechless.

her 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 their very

lights of various colors lit up

red wine, walked over with two glasses, and

too. Your

him, Sophie was tall enough and didn’t need

evening gown always had to go with a

heels

cushion

short, so sitting like this wasn’t the

After all, he never really cared about the women

thighs, he couldn’t

began to feel awkward as

got up and brought Sophie a woolen

expect him to

a gentleman. Most men would

worried I wouldn’t be

She was struck speechless.

really have

a

some. This wine’s pretty

but

raised her glass and took

wine tasted exceptionally

Tristan eats or uses, he always has

began to sip on his

staring at the scenery

saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable

a glass, Sophie

I have some more?” She

and poured her another

you feel uncomfortable being with

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

slowly get used to

give her time. I have enough patience and