Pursuing Her

Chapter 95 Go To My Room

Thinking she had misheard him, Ysabelle dug at her ear and asked calmly, “What did you say? Can you repeat that?”

“I said, I want to share a room with you!” Felix was determined to spend more time with her at all costs.

“You hear that, Uncle Tristan? Your friend here wants to bed me!” Ysabelle said.

Felix fell silent upon hearing that.

Wait… Did she get the wrong idea or something? I said I wanted to share a room with her, not share a bed with her!

Noticing that Tristan had narrowed his eyes menacingly, Felix raised his arms in a surrendering motion and exclaimed, “That’s not true, Mr. Tristan! I’ve never thought about that at all!”

Sophie picked up the volleyball and stepped forward as she said, “Don’t worry, Ysabelle! He can’t possibly win!”

“Hey, Mr. Tristan! Your girlfriend is bullying me!” Felix exclaimed.

“That’s fine. I’ll help her bully you in a bit!” Tristan replied with a smile.

Just like that, what should’ve been a fair volleyball match ended with the three of them ganging up on Felix.

Unhappy with his loss, Felix grumbled when he was alone with Tristan, “Hey, Mr. Tristan! Don’t you want to be in the same room with Sophie? I actually thought you were going to help me out earlier!”

“I’m warning you, Felix. Ysabelle is still very young!”

What the f*ck? Does he really see me as a heartless pervert?

“I just wanted to spend more time with her, d*mn it! Why must you all bully me like this? You’re such a meanie, Mr. Tristan!” Felix lamented.

“I won’t stop you once Ysabelle turns twenty, so stop your whining.”

What? I have to wait till she’s twenty? There are tons of kids out there who start dating as early as the age of ten!

“Twenty? A-Are you going to wait till Sophie turns twenty too?”

“Yeah.”

Felix had never thought he would hear that reply from Tristan.

What the… Since when did Mr. Tristan become such a gentleman?

Wilma had always assumed that Tristan was some kind of unreasonable thug that would abuse his powers. Being a huge fan of photography, she had taken a picture of him and Sophie with an instant camera when they were standing next to each other earlier.

standing by himself, she walked up to him and handed him the

huh?

help but admire how

lowering his head and the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in

to come to me if you ever

staring at the photo when he

tried to get a peek, but

photo! Would it kill him to let me have a

a little tired due to the lack of sleep, but she didn’t want to stop Wilma and the others from

found, she went back to the hotel with

arriving outside her room door, Sophie realized she had forgotten her

get it when Tristan grabbed hold

go

eyebrow at

not suggesting anything, okay? I just think it’s too much of a hassle to go all the way back there for a

mumbled as she followed

nap. I’ll wake

“Okay.”

the night before, Sophie

to get some work done on his computer outside to kill time. The

you be coming back, Mr. Tristan? Please come back as soon

How on earth does he get so much work done so effortlessly? I can barely get a

had only been gone for a few days. “What’s wrong? Just keep up the good work. I’m sure you can handle

“I…”

of crying at that point. D*mn… I can’t believe he’s out

hang up and go take a nap. I’m a little

only sigh at his fate as he reluctantly

to the room after

on the huge, white bed with the blanket covering her from

across the bed, and her skin looked even fairer in contrast to the dark bed

sat down on the floor and rested his head on the bed as he stared

pure and vulnerable when she was asleep that he felt

staying up so late, she was still

her room when it

in her

must be in

such a jerk for

Uncle Tristan

Sophie a lot too, she found it a little more acceptable if