Pursuing Her

At that moment, Sophie had no choice but to call Ysabelle.

“What’s wrong?” Ysabelle thought something had happened to Sophie when the latter had not returned after so long.

“My period came,” was all Sophie said. The rest was understood tacitly since there was already an unspoken understanding established between the two. It was not the first time that happened, anyway.

“Okay. I’ll be right there.” Ysabelle had brought her bag out with her that day, and it contained sanitary pads.

Seeing she was going to leave, Felix hurried after her.

“What’s up? Where are you going?” It was too chaotic out there; he was worried she could get into trouble if she was alone.

“It’s nothing. Sophie’s in the washroom, and I’m going to check on her.” Ysabelle spared Felix the details of the situation.

Before she left, Tristan handed her an exquisite-looking pouch.

“What’s this?” Ysabelle was puzzled. Is this for me? Since when does Uncle Tristan treat me so well? That’s impossible.

“It’s for Sophie. It has what she needs,” Tristan explained. He remembered when Sophie’s time of the month was, so he naturally had the habit of preparing the essentials for her.

Ysabelle did not understand what was going on until she saw the sanitary pads in the pouch upon arriving at the washroom.

More importantly, it was the brand Sophie always used.

The discovery baffled Ysabelle. Is this how it feels to watch someone flaunt their love for their partner? This is torture.

“Sophie, where are you?”

“Here!”

When Ysabelle heard Sophie’s voice, she passed a sanitary pad into the cubicle.

“Uncle Tristan prepared this for you. This is so unexpected from him. He actually remembers when you’re going to have your period. That’s not all! He even prepared everything for you!” Ysabelle commented.

Jeez, I’m envious of

“To be honest, I’m becoming a little jealous of you, Sophie.” How could

your uncle. Everyone has different ways

exiting the cubicle. She could not deny that Tristan, who was originally a high and mighty rich heir, often performed sweet

stepped out of the cubicle, she washed her hands and wiped them dry with a paper towel before walking out

Ysabelle remarked. For women, menstruation was like a

written

“Does it hurt?”

bearable. Don’t worry about it.” Sophie was only feeling a subtle pain

race later. Are you sure you’ll be fine?”

really. Trust me.” Sophie’s lips were looking a

Sophie got back. While Ysabelle was still feeling worried, Tristan

already prepared a drink beforehand that could help relieve her

“Okay.”

sure enough, it was the

exclaimed. This man is incredible! He practically prepared

entered the arena. They were all from the racing circle, so

dressed in her race suit, walked over with

Are you unwell? The race track today is

made Ysabelle clench her fists in anger. This woman’s really…

however, did not so much as entertain Lily. She simply put on her race suit

innocently at

Why do I feel like

Ms. Sanders. No one’s

could not tolerate

at the starting point. She originally had plans to toy with Lily, but she thought better of it due to her condition. I’ll end this quickly and win this round to save myself the

the race suit accentuated her figure

she got into the race car, the lackeys in the crowd could not help

my goddess! How