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

was snatched

intention of

too lively there, and he

you

sick of being stared

and get some rest. I’ll

nonsense, and he left while

this disrespectful toward

throbbing.

Sophie was rendered speechless.

Ysabelle’s and was located in an even better spot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and have

blinding lights of various colors

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

Your feet must hurt

him, Sophie was tall enough and didn’t need to

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

heels

a cushion for her to

short, so sitting like this wasn’t the most

he never really cared about the women

thighs, he couldn’t

feel awkward as he realized what he had

a woolen blanket

didn’t expect him to be

quite a gentleman. Most men would rather have the

me. I’m just worried

She was struck speechless.

really have to

poured them a glass of wine

some. This

men, but now that she was with him, it wasn’t

raised her glass

tasted

though. Whatever Tristan eats or uses, he always has the

began to sip on his

savored their drinks while staring at the scenery

saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable mutual

a glass, Sophie wanted

have some more?” She really liked the

took the bottle and poured her

uncomfortable

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

she could slowly get

have enough patience and confidence for