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.

by himself, she walked up to him and handed him the photo she had

huh? You two look

admire how great

at each other with the former lowering his head and the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in the wind,

to me

saw him staring at the photo when he

it?” he asked as he tried to get a peek, but Tristan put it away

photo! Would it kill him to let

stop Wilma and the others from having a great time. After

nowhere to be found, she

her room door, Sophie realized she had forgotten

about to go back and get it when Tristan grabbed hold of

go

arched an eyebrow at him in

think it’s too much of a hassle to go all the way back there for

mumbled as

a nap. I’ll wake you up when it’s time

“Okay.”

the night before, Sophie soon drifted off into

to kill time. The general manager of

coming back, Mr. Tristan? Please come back

so much work done so effortlessly? I can barely get a few hours of

a few days. “What’s wrong? Just keep

“I…”

 D*mn… I can’t believe he’s out there enjoying his vacation while I’m working my a*s off here every single

not, I’m going to hang up and go take a nap. I’m a little tired after playing

manager could only sigh at his fate as he reluctantly

the room after

the huge, white bed with the blanket covering her from

brown hair was spread across the bed, and her skin looked even fairer in contrast to the dark

down on the floor and rested his head on the bed

pure and vulnerable when she was asleep that he felt like

to her staying up so late, she was still asleep by the time Ysabelle and the

it was time for dinner but found

isn’t in her

case, she must be in Mr. Tristan’s

such a jerk for practicing double

believe Uncle Tristan would go

Sophie a lot too, she found it a little