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 into

under the covers and chat with

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

right, that was remiss of me. I shouldn’t

look like a heinous man

Tristan found himself all too similar to such a kind of person then,

me with such a look in

looked at him with that particular gaze,

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

no bedtime stories. How about I tell you

use such a

someone like him have bedtime stories in

a time, we were even sent to the

incidents that had taken place while they were part of the

the four of them forged a strong

him talk about his past, she

increasingly heavier, and she eventually drifted

pulled the duvet over her before leaving her

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

sleep for

Lombard Group, he should have the privilege of going to work

plating breakfast at the side of the dining

need three to four

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

As long as it was something she disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All right, come and have

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

from him. Taking a piece

all the breakfast dishes, only coffee and hash browns

really liked eating

preferred a somewhat modern

natural without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an extra piece

went to The Crown to buy

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

I went there to buy them for

appetite wasn’t great in the first place, and she only ate more for