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

intention of

was too lively there, and he

get you

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

some rest.

that nonsense, and he left while

disrespectful

head’s throbbing.

Sophie was rendered speechless.

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

blinding lights of various colors

a bottle of red wine, walked over with two

too. Your feet must hurt

enough and didn’t need to wear high

that an evening gown always had to

heels

cushion for her to sit

was rather short, so sitting like

never considered this. After all, he never really cared

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

feel awkward as he realized what

Sophie a woolen

didn’t expect him

a gentleman. Most men

me. I’m just worried

She was struck speechless.

 But did he really have to

them a glass of wine

some. This

didn’t want her drinking in front of other men, but now that she was with him, it

her glass and took a

tasted

eats or uses,

to sip on

savored their drinks while staring

not saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable mutual

finishing a glass, Sophie wanted

more?”

took the bottle and poured her another

uncomfortable being with

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

could slowly get used

have enough patience