Pursuing Her

Chapter 180 Too Ostentatious

When Tristan had finished the work at hand, he went upstairs. Unexpectedly, he glimpsed a shaft of light from the gap in Sophie’s room door.

He walked over and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on her door, Sophie placed her phone on the nightstand before going over and opening the door.

“What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

Puzzlement was written all over Sophie’s face. I wonder what else he wants at this hour.

“No, everything’s fine. I just saw that the light in your room is on, so I came to ask you what you were doing. Are you having trouble sleeping? It’s very late now.” She still needs to go to school tomorrow. Keeping such hours is too erratic, and it’ll be bad for health.

“No, I just talked on the phone with a friend. That took a bit of time, so I’m not asleep yet.”

“Oh, I see. In that case, sleep earlier. Or perhaps you’d like me to keep you company?” Tristan couldn’t resist the urge to tease her every so often.

Sophie said nothing.

Her usual response was silence.

“All right, I was just joking. Don’t take it to heart and don’t sleep too late.”

“I can’t sleep, Mr. Tristan. How about you tell me a story?”

How long has it been since someone told me a story? When we were young, Mom and Dad always loved to tell Willow stories, but they never gave me the same courtesy. Perhaps it’s because I’m too cold and indifferent that they aren’t close to me.

“So, you really can’t sleep? Did something happen that I’m unaware of? Do you mind sharing with me?”

“No, I just have a bit of insomnia. Tell me a story, will you?”

“Sure! It’s my pleasure!” Tristan was more than eager to draw close to her, so he naturally agreed when she proposed such a request.

Sophie lay down on the bed with a premier duvet over her. The duvet wasn’t all that thick, but it was exceedingly warm.

That was the best duvet, a conclusion drawn after Tristan had Felix compare the duvets of more than ten brands.

While she lay on the bed all toasty under the duvet, Tristan only had a white, thin sweater on him.

The central air-conditioning was running, but she didn’t set the temperature that high, so she had no idea whether he was cold.

“Are you cold?”

of Tristan’s mouth curved

to huddle under

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

remiss of me. I shouldn’t

heinous

too similar to such a kind of person then, for he couldn’t help

it. Don’t look at me with such a look in your eyes.” He really couldn’t withstand further

looked at him with that particular gaze, desire inexorably

his mind back to the past. He hadn’t heard that many stories when he

about I tell you about my stories in the business world

if I can use such a method to have her

could someone like him have bedtime stories in his

upon a time, we were even

had taken place while they were part

that the four of them forged a

talk about

and

at her beautiful sleeping countenance, Tristan pulled the duvet over

bed. When she went downstairs after washing her face, she surprisingly discovered

didn’t you sleep for a while

slept so late last night. As the CEO of Lombard Group, he should have the privilege

at the side

I only need three to four hours of

isn’t enough. It’s best to have at least eight

change henceforth.” As long as it was something she disliked, Tristan

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

a piece of hash

all the breakfast dishes, only coffee and hash browns were to

never really liked

preferred a somewhat

was natural without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even

The Crown to buy

to The Crown from there. A round trip would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and bought her breakfast early in the morning instead of

hash browns, so I went there to

more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally