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

tired?” Tristan

setting in. How could she not, when she had attended a shareholders’ meeting in the morning, a class in the afternoon, and a self-study session

“I’m all right.”

bring the food back

getting our orders soon anyway,” Sophie replied. I don’t want to go home. I don’t

and I must say, your boyfriend’s very

QR code with her phone, Tristan handed a hundred in

miss. You guys are dating, so don’t be shy to spend your boyfriend’s money,” the owner said with a chuckle

change,”

owner’s words, his gloomy mood

could also sense the

he sure has cheered

bought a case of beer

me take

the beers over without hesitation. Now that she didn’t have to

Sophie quickly laid the food on the coffee table and passed a can of

it. Knowing that Sophie was in the mood to drink, he was only too happy

opened another beer for herself and took

and leaning against the couch, she began tucking into her spread of

a fork and took

eat even faster. “Don’t eat so much.

eat these occasionally. Besides, many people in Chanaea are fond of barbecued meats, yet they’re all

long before Sophie finished her can of

can and tossing it into

if you’re not used to

he was told and joined her on the

“Are you okay?”

 I merely had a

from getting warm and flushed

another beer, Tristan grabbed

at him in surprise. “What do you

you’ve had

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

Tristan sitting so near her, she couldn’t help

to leave, Tristan pulled her back into his embrace and planted

drunk, her eyes had glazed over from the

feeling somewhat parched,

“I’m thirsty.”

ado, Tristan fetched a glass of

bed,”