Pursuing Her

Chapter 68 She Has Come Of Age

“Mr. Tristan, what are you doing?” Sophie exclaimed. She had noticed Tristan tailing her a while back but decided to wait and see what he had up his sleeve.

To her surprise, they had almost reached the apartment, yet he still hadn’t taken the initiative to show himself.

Knowing that he had been exposed, Tristan went to Sophie and walked with her.

“Are you okay? Is the Lombard Group going bankrupt?” the latter asked.

Alas, Tristan said nothing.

Sophie suddenly stopped in her tracks and added, “Then, what’s with that expression of yours? Are you feeling down?”

“It’s nothing. Come on. I’ll send you home. It’s getting late.”

“Let’s grab a bite first! I didn’t have a good dinner earlier,” Sophie suggested, remembering how she had only ordered non-spicy dishes because of Bailey. The food was not to her taste that she could feel her hunger pangs return.

“What do you want to eat?” Tristan asked as he took her bag.

Women who walked past the couple, regardless of their ages, couldn’t help but cast envious glances at them.

What a lucky young lady! Her boyfriend is such a good-looker and so considerate to help carry her bag!

“Oh, let’s go get some barbecue! It’s been so long since I had that,” Sophie chirped as she pulled Tristan along excitedly. If I remember correctly, there’s a food truck just up ahead!

True enough, a barbecue food truck came into sight after about ten minutes of walking.

Sophie pored over the menu and ordered several items that caught her attention. She turned around to look for Tristan, only to notice he was staring at her.

Realizing Tristan would stick out like a sore thumb if they ate at the food truck, she quipped, “We’ll take these home to eat!”

“It’s all right. Don’t worry about me.”

“Hey, boss, we’d like to do a take-out. A medium spice level will do,” Sophie instructed. As much as I love spicy food, I don’t think it’d be wise to overdo it this late at night.

“Got it! Please take a seat first!”

“Oh, it’s okay. That won’t be necessary,” Sophie replied before sauntering toward Tristan to stand with him.

After a while, she broke the silence. “Why have you come today?”

It hasn’t been that long since we parted, has it?

“I don’t know why, but I ended up walking here,” Tristan explained. “And since it was almost time for your self-study session to end, I decided to drop by.”

“Oh, okay…” Sophie answered and said nothing more. She wasn’t particularly curious, so she didn’t see the need to probe further.

so many people at the food truck that the

you tired?”

not, when she had attended a shareholders’ meeting in the morning, a class in the afternoon, and a self-study

“I’m all right.”

home first? I’ll bring the food back when it’s ready,”

orders soon anyway,” Sophie replied. I don’t

ready! Oh, and I must say, your boyfriend’s very handsome!” the food truck owner

scanning the QR code

so don’t be shy to spend your boyfriend’s money,” the owner said with a chuckle

the change,”

the owner’s words, his gloomy mood had done

could also sense the drastic change in

has cheered up a

Sophie bought a case of

me take

Now that she didn’t have to carry anything, there was a spring in her step as

food on the coffee table and passed a can of beer to Tristan.

that Sophie was in the mood to drink, he was

another beer for herself and took a long sip. “Oh, the taste is pretty

couch, she began tucking into her spread of barbecued

up a fork and took a few mouthfuls of

eat even faster. “Don’t eat so much. It’s

in Chanaea

before Sophie

tossing it into the bin, she promptly took

you’re not used to the

as he was told and joined her on

“Are you okay?”

answered. I merely had a craving for

she still couldn’t stop her face from getting warm and flushed after downing a few cans of beer at one

to open another beer, Tristan grabbed her hand and pulled her into his

at him in surprise. “What do you

you’ve had

took a few sips. Then, she set it down on the coffee table and added, “Excuse me,

sitting so near her, she couldn’t help but feel

Tristan pulled her back into his embrace and planted a kiss on

had glazed over from the alcohol, making

and feeling

“I’m thirsty.”

Tristan fetched a glass of

bed,”