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

you want to huddle under the covers

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

was remiss of

heinous man

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

a look in

looked at him with that

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

I tell you about my stories in the business world throughout

use such a method to have her understand

 Right. How could someone like him

upon a time, we were

incidents that had taken place while they were part of the special

then that the four of them forged a strong

to him talk about his past, she

and she

at her beautiful sleeping countenance, Tristan pulled the

morning, Sophie got out of bed. When she went downstairs

didn’t you sleep for a

he should have the privilege of

Tristan was plating breakfast at the

breakfast. I only need three to four

enough. It’s best to have at least eight hours of sleep

was something she disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All right,

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

from him. Taking a piece of hash brown, she started nibbling on

the breakfast dishes, only coffee and hash browns were

really liked eating

still preferred a

as she was natural without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast

to The Crown to buy

would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and bought her breakfast early in the morning instead of

browns, so I went there to buy them for

more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had to