Pursuing Her

Chapter 283

asked Sophie in a concerned voice. Mark nodded. “I’m fine. Don’t worry. I’m good,” replied Mark. He ran to the toilet as soon as he finished talking. Ysabelle followed along because she was worried. All she heard was Mark retching after he entered the toilet. That’s right… Superstars are still human, and he had too much to drink, so it’s normal for him to puke. She left quietly. “He vomited,” said Ysabelle when she saw Sophie. “Okay.” Mark can hold his alcohol pretty well, and even he is vomiting. Tristan probably isn’t that much better off, either. “How are you doing? Are you okay?” asked Sophie. Tristan responded by leaning on her shoulder. He closed his eyes, too tired to say another word. That was how Tristan was. He would always become extremely quiet after he drank too much. “What do we do now, Sophie?” asked Ysabelle. Everyone had indulged in alcohol, so no one could drive home. “It’ll be fine. You and your Uncle Tristan shouldn’t go home today. Let’s just head to Wisteria Apartments instead.” It was obvious that Tristan was a little drunk as well. Hence, there was no saying what would happen if she brought him back to his place in his inebriated state. She would rather take care of him in person. “Okay, then I’ll call the driver,” replied Ysabelle before she left to make the call. “Sophie, you and the others don’t need to go home today. Just stay here at our place tonight,” offered Sunny, who felt much better after resting. They had an extra room, and he thought it was fine to just let Tristan sleep on the couch. “Nah, I’ll get the driver to come and get us. You should go check up on Mark.” That was when Sunny finally realized that Mark had been in the toilet for quite some time. Holy sh*t! Tristan is too good at drinking. I can’t believe we failed to beat him, even though it was a battle of one against five. “Okay, then take care. I’ll go check up on Mark now.” “Okay.” The driver showed up at that moment. Sophie helped Tristan out of the house. When the driver saw them, he got out of the car immediately to open the door for them. “Mr. Tristan, are you okay?” asked the driver. He had never seen Tristan that drunk before. “I’m fine.” Tristan kept leaning on Sophie’s shoulder, even after he got into the car. He had indeed had too much to drink that day, so his head was aching a little. The car drove down the road for quite some time before Sophie suddenly asked the driver to stop. The driver parked the car at the side of the road. “Is there anything you need, Ms. Tanner? I can buy it for you,” offered the driver immediately. “There’s no need for that. Just wait here for a while.” Sophie hopped out of the car and went into the pharmacy on the other side of the road. She took a box of medicine from the shelves, paid for it, then hurried back into the car. “What were you doing?” asked Tristan. He was currently in a daze, so he had no idea what she had gone out to do. “It’s nothing. I just bought some stuff. Go back to sleep. I’ll wake you up once we reach Wisteria Apartments.” “Okay.” Tristan was especially obedient when he was drunk. When they reached the underground parking lot, the driver got out of the car to help Tristan up, but the latter turned the offer down. “You can go home now. I’m not drunk.” “Okay, Mr. Tristan.” Tristan claimed he wasn’t drunk, but as soon as the driver was gone, he leaned on Sophie as though he couldn’t walk properly. Sophie glared at him. “Didn’t you say that you weren’t drunk?” “I’m not. It’s just a headache,” answered Tristan in a surprisingly pitiful tone. Sophie was frustrated, but there was nothing she could do about it. Resigned, she helped him to the elevator. Ysabelle was speechless. He is obviously messing with Sophie. Gah, never mind. I’ll just pretend I never noticed anything. This evil uncle of mine would kick me out if I stepped on his toes. He won’t even care that it’s the middle of