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.

on,” Tristan chimed

snatched away in a

intention

lively there,

go. I’ll get you out of this

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

get some rest.

any of that nonsense, and he

you always this disrespectful toward

throbbing. So

Sophie was rendered speechless.

soon brought 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

of various colors lit

opened up a bottle of red wine, walked over with

Your feet

tall enough and

believed that an evening gown always had to

heels

handed her a cushion for her to sit

dress was rather short, so sitting like

considered this. After all, he never really cared about the

upon seeing Sophie’s slender thighs, he couldn’t help

to feel awkward as he realized

brought Sophie a woolen blanket to cover

expect him to be

quite a gentleman. Most men

just worried I wouldn’t be able to hold

She was struck speechless.

have

a glass of

some. This

in front of other men, but

raised her glass and took a

wine tasted exceptionally

Tristan eats or uses, he always

sip on

savored their drinks while staring at

saying much, the two seemed to share an

finishing a glass, Sophie

I have some more?”

took the bottle and poured her another

feel uncomfortable being

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

slowly get used

time. I have enough patience and confidence for