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

under the covers

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

that was remiss of me. I shouldn’t have asked

I look like a heinous man who kidnaps

of person

got it. Don’t look at me with such a look in

looked at him with that particular gaze, desire

to the past. He hadn’t heard

no bedtime stories. How about I tell you about my

use such a method

response, Sophie nodded. Right. How could someone like him have bedtime stories in

upon a time, we were even sent to the special forces to

that had taken place while they were part

was then that the four of them forged a strong

about his past, she

eyelids grew increasingly heavier, and she eventually drifted into

countenance, Tristan pulled the duvet over her

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

sleep for a while

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

breakfast at the side of

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

best to have at least

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

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

a piece of hash

dishes, only coffee and hash

never really liked eating

preferred a somewhat modern style

without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had

went to The Crown to buy breakfast early in the

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

went there to buy them for you. It just

more for breakfast.