Pursuing Her

Chapter 726

“He's probably asleep, so I'd better not go and wake him up,” Sophie replied.

There's no need to do that anyway when I'm the one wearing these pajamas. Whatever comment he has about it doesn't matter.

“All right, then. Since you've said as much, I'll go and take a shower. Entertain yourself here for a while first!”

It was already late, so Ysabelle felt that it was time to take a shower and get ready for bed. Besides, chatting while lying on the bed would be much more comfortable.

“Okay. Go ahead and take your shower.”

No sooner had she gone into the bathroom than Sophie's phone rang. Sophie glanced at it, only to see that it was Tristan. He's still awake?

“Hey, what's the matter? I've just taken a shower and am going to sleep.” Her voice was incredibly gentle.

It was the kind of tenderness that even she herself was unaware of.

“Come to my room.”

Sophie fell silent.

Uh... Will that be appropriate? It's my first time visiting his house, yet I'm to go to his room?

“Hurry up!”

“Well, okay, then.” Seeing that Ysabelle was still showering and Sarah wasn't there yet, Sophie went to look for Tristan right away.

Tristan's door was unlocked, so she simply pushed it open upon arriving at his room.

When Tristan laid eyes on the girl dressed in pink before him, he was beyond intrigued.

At a single glance, he could tell that it was Ysabelle's style of dressing.

Anyhow, it makes sense. I'd only planned to come back for dinner today, but we ended up spending the night here. I didn't even prepare any suitable nightwear for her.

“Why are you staring at me like that? Do I look weird in this?”


Immediately, Tristan shook his head and assured gently, “Of course not. You look great.”

People with good looks inherently have such an advantage. No matter what they wear, they look amazing without a hint of incongruity.

“Really? I was worried it'd be too strange for me to wear such a color.” Regardless of whether the man was being truthful, Sophie was still over the moon to hear that right then.

“Yes, really. You're always stunning no matter what you wear. That can't be helped since you've got a terrific figure.”

Sophie felt embarrassed at his high praise.

“You're biased because you're my boyfriend.” Am I really that beautiful? Why don't I think so myself?

“You're drop-dead gorgeous. In my eyes, tens of thousands of beauties can't compare to you alone.”

I'm finally marrying the girl I've loved for an eternity. In the future, we'll have a lifetime together, and no one can separate us!

Tristan gathered her in his arms. “Well? Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

She'll likely be a touch disconcerted here alone, huh?

“I've already promised Sarah and Ysabelle to sleep with them tonight.”

How can I possibly sleep with him when it's my first visit to his house?

“All right, then. I know the three of you have lots to talk about but remember not to stay up too late. Rest earlier.”

Sophie had tons of work to do at the medical association recently and had been as busy as a bee. Tristan felt that she should take a good rest when she had the time to do so.

Subsequently, Sophie noticed that his laptop was still turned on.

“Okay, I will. But you're still working at this hour? Is there a problem with Lombard Group?”

Otherwise, there's probably no need for him to be still working when it's so late.

“Don't worry. There's no problem. I was just waiting for you, so I took a look at my documents.”

There was a rather profitable project lately, and Lombard Group was one of those interested in it.

“I see. I'll be leaving, then. Ysabelle is likely done with her shower.”

“Just stay for a while longer!”

They've already talked for the entire night. Have they not had their fill yet?

“Okay.”

At her docile look, Tristan snapped. Leaning down, he kissed her on the lips.

“What should I do? I don't feel like letting you go and keep them company anymore.” She's my wife. Why should she spend her time with them?

Struck speechless, Sophie didn't say anything further.

Tristan kissed the girl in front of him passionately. Sophie's face flushed so red that it resembled an overripe tomato.

It wasn't that they had never kissed in the past, but her senses were even more sensitive, as they were at the Lombard residence.

Meanwhile, Sarah saw no signs of Sophie upon arriving at Ysabelle's room.

As soon as Ysabelle stepped out of the bathroom, she was greeted by the sight of Sarah lying on the bed and reading a magazine alone. It was one on fashion.

“Where's Sophie, Aunt Sarah?”
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