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?”

corners of Tristan’s mouth curved into

Do you want to huddle under the covers and chat

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

was remiss of me.

look like a heinous man

a kind of person then, for he couldn’t help

in your eyes.” He really couldn’t withstand

as she looked at him with that particular gaze, desire

to the past. He hadn’t heard that many stories when

about I tell you about my stories in the business

such a method to have her understand

someone like him have bedtime stories in

together with Felix and the others. Once upon a time, we

taken place while they were part of the special

four of

about his

heavier, and she eventually drifted

pulled the duvet

When she went downstairs after washing her

you sleep

the privilege of going to work a bit later,

Tristan was plating breakfast at the side of

breakfast. I only need three to

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

disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All right, come and

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

down across from him. Taking a piece of hash brown, she started

dishes, only coffee and hash browns were to her

liked eating

a

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

to buy

minutes. Yet,

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

great in the first place, and she only ate more for breakfast.