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

to huddle under the

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

of

a heinous man who kidnaps young

kind of person then, for he couldn’t

with such a look in

at him with that particular gaze, desire inexorably blazed within

He hadn’t

stories. How about I tell you about my

such a method to have

nodded. Right. How could someone like him have bedtime stories in his

grew up together with Felix and the others. Once upon a time, we were even

that had taken

was then that the four of them

about his past, she

heavier, and she eventually drifted into

pulled the duvet

got out of bed. When she went downstairs after washing her face, she surprisingly discovered that

didn’t you sleep for a while

Group, he should have the privilege of going to work a bit later, no? Besides, it’s

breakfast at the side of

and have breakfast. I only need three to four hours of sleep

to

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

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

him. Taking a

all the breakfast dishes, only coffee

really liked eating bread and drinking

preferred a somewhat modern style

pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an extra piece of

to buy breakfast early

to The Crown from there. A round trip would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over

and hash browns, so I went there to buy them for you. It just took forty minutes.

wasn’t great in the first place, and she only ate more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had to