Pursuing Her

After enjoying a hearty meal, six of them lolled on the couch. Dozens of vivid memories flashed through their minds.

“I guess I'm getting old. I can't help but start reminiscing about the good old days,” Sunny said with a smile.

“Yeah, me too. Although we were broke and lived in a cheap rented unit, we were happy with our lives back then. Above all, we all lived for music!”

Despite not having a chance to perform on stage, they still enjoyed singing for pedestrians on the bridge for free.

To them, happiness at that time was simple and innocent.

Meanwhile, Sophie was the only one reclining on the chair. Everyone took good care of her since she was the only girl.

If it were not for Mark, Sophie would not have become who she was today.

“I'm tired. I'm going to go home now.” Sophie got up from the reclining chair.

“It's late, Sophie. Why leave when you could stay here and rest?”

Sophie shook her head. “No, thanks. Tristan is still waiting for me.”

She knew that Tristan, who was aware of her close-knit relationship with The Wheelers, was waiting outside as he did not want to come in and interrupt them.

Had she decided to stay, Tristan would most probably sleep outside.

Sophie knew the man cared for her and would never force her to do anything against her will, but she could never bear to make him stay outside for the night.

“I'll see you out then.” Mark nodded. She has a boyfriend now. There's no way she can hang out with us for the night.

“I can go out by myself, don't worry. You guys should get enough rest and make sure you're prepared for tomorrow's rehearsal.” Sophie was serious about the concert.

“Just let me walk you out. I don't feel comfortable seeing you leave alone,” Mark insisted. It's unsafe for a girl to walk alone in the middle of the night. Besides, fans and journalists are everywhere.

“Mark, you'll put me in danger if you walk me out. You know how rowdy those fans can get if they see us together. I bet they'll want to tear me apart,” Sophie said.

Mark could not outtalk her.

“What Sophie said makes sense. There are fans all over. You should stay with us.” Sunny agreed with Sophie's concern.

“All right. Be careful then. Call me if you're in trouble.”

“Sure!” Sophie grabbed her bag and put on her mask and shades before leaving.

The moment she stepped out of the building, she saw Tristan's car from a stone's throw away. Tristan got down from the car when he saw her coming out.

Sophie got into the vehicle immediately before all the journalists and fans could approach her.

Once seated, Sophie took off her mask and shades. Feeling exhausted, she leaned on the chair and kept mum.

“Tired?” Tristan expressed his concern. He had never tried to stop Sophie from participating in the concert. I'll support her in everything she wants to do.

“Yeah. I feel worn out since I haven't rehearsed with them for a long time. But I enjoy the adrenaline rush.” Sophie had never thought of debuting and did not enjoy being in the limelight, but she enjoyed making music.

“I'm glad you're enjoying it. Let me know if you need any help with the concert.” Tristan hoped he could lend them a hand.

“Not at this moment.”

“All right then. But you must tell me if you need help, okay?”

“Sure. I'll ask for help if I need it, don't worry,” Sophie said.

“Anyway, you need to put your guard up when you're outside. Watch out for Clayton. He is desperate now and might go crazy on you,” Tristan warned. She has to watch her back since I can't be with her twenty-four-seven.

“You must take good care of yourself too.” Sophie was also worried about Tristan. He might be capable, but there's only so much he can do, especially when he's alone. Every human has weaknesses, and I don't want to become his Achilles heel.

“Don't worry. I doubt Clayton has the guts to lay his finger on me,” Tristan assured Sophie. That useless piece of trash doesn't have the balls to mess with me.

Soon, Tristan drove Sophie back to Wisteria Apartments and prepared a warm bath for her.

He walked to the living room and called her. “Come and take a warm bath. It'll make you feel better.”

“Okay.” Sophie felt that he had pampered her so much that she nearly lost the ability to look after herself.

“Tristan, you're spoiling me. What if I turn into a wilful princess?” Sophie asked.

Tristan came over and embraced her.

“I still want to spoil you. Even if you become wilful, I will never stop pampering you,” Tristan said affectionately.

He wanted to give Sophie the best as he was constantly worried he had not done enough for her.

Tristan was ten years older than Sophie, so he was worried the age gap might take a toll on their relationship.