Pursuing Her

“Regardless of everything, Mark, you have us. We'll step into the battlefield together and become the kings of Chanaean music!” Sunny exclaimed.

Since the girl he liked did not like him in return, he might as well focus on work instead.

After all, the career-driven Mark was attractive.

He would not have had that many female fans otherwise.

“Yeah. You're right. We'll work hard together and become kings of Chanaean music!” Mark reached out, and the other four stacked their hands above his.

That's right! Why should I waste my time on fleeting concepts like romance? Since I can't get her, I should focus on work instead. My passion has to go somewhere.

After Mark and the others left, Sophie lay down on the couch. She was most annoyed with Chanaean exams, for too many things needed to be written.

She could still feel the slight ache in her wrist.

Seeing her rotating her wrist non-stop, Tristan came over to sit by her side. After taking her hand, he gently massaged her wrist for her.

“What's wrong? Does your wrist hurt?”

“I've been writing for too long, so my wrist is a little sore,” she explained. It was not that she was whiny, but she was just that uncomfortable.

“I see.”

Tristan said nothing else as he continued to massage her wrist. He used the right amount of force, and that made her relax.

While Tristan was focused on massaging her wrist, Sophie was focused on staring at his face.

Wow... It feels like I'm falling for him again. Am I really that shallow? His looks are exactly my preference. I never thought he was this handsome in the past, so why am I falling deeper and deeper for him the longer I'm with him? What a strange thing.

“What's the matter? Why are you staring at me?” Even Tristan, the model child of calmness, was starting to feel ill at ease at her continuous stare.

“I was just wondering how someone can be this attractive,” Sophie frankly replied.

Tristan was speechless for a moment, for he never expected her answer to be that.

Am I being flirted with?

If someone were to ask him how it felt to have his looks praised by his girlfriend, Tristan might not be able to give them an answer.

All of a sudden, Sophie stood up and grabbed his chin before narrowing her eyes at him.

“What's the matter? Am I wrong?”

Sophie, at that moment, was extremely alluring.

Tristan's heart was even starting to pound louder.

He then narrowed his eyes.

Aren't we in the wrong roles? In the next second, he pinned the woman under him.

“That's not possible. Don't you know that I think everything you say is right? Also, I'm glad to hear that you like my looks.”

It's better to have her like my face than hate it, right?

Ysabelle did not intend to interrupt Tristan and Sophie. She was only coming downstairs to consult Sophie on a mathematics question. Yet, this was the sight that greeted her.

Once again, she froze.

Hey, isn't this too much? Felix and I are still around!

Felix, who had gone downstairs with her, noticed her sudden stop and asked, “What's wrong?”

Ysabelle whipped her head around to glare at Felix.

Can't you keep your mouth shut? We're doomed! I can see my Uncle Tristan glaring at us!

Ysabelle's courage fled her immediately.

Unlike Tristan, Sophie asked with faked calmness, “Is there anything I can help you with, Ysabelle?”

Ysabelle shook her head swiftly.

“No, nothing. I'm fine. Sorry for the interruption. Feel free to continue!” With that, Ysabelle spun around and towed Felix back the way they came from.

In the end, she dragged Felix to her room.

“What's the matter? Interested in doing what they were doing earlier?” Felix asked before pinning her under him.

A flash of irritation made itself known in Ysabelle.

“What are you trying to say, Felix? I'm not a pervert! How can I be interested in doing what they were doing?” There was no way Ysabelle was going to admit that her heart was beating a little quicker than it usually did.

Nevertheless, Felix deliberately moved closer and closer to her.

“I...”

Ysabelle wanted to say something else, but the closeness of Felix's face made her heart beat even more chaotically.

What is up with what I'm feeling right now? Could it be that I'm romantically interested in Felix? That's impossible! Sophie and Uncle Tristan's earlier actions must have traumatized me! There's no way my heart would be beating this quickly otherwise. No way.

“Ysabelle, how is it? Do you feel yourself falling for me?” Felix asked in anticipation. He could no longer wait for her to slowly figure love out.

Alas, Ysabelle shoved him away.

“Do you enjoy being mean to me?” Ysabelle fumed.

In the next second, she opened the door and pushed him out of the room.

“The one I hate most in this world is you! Leave now and stop disturbing my study session for my exam!” she hysterically yelled.

Words eluded Felix as hurt swamped him.

He never thought that she would say that to him, for he always thought that he was someone special to her.

Who would have guessed that those words would be directed toward him?

A wave of regret struck Ysabelle when she saw the dejected look on his face.