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.

so attentive. Jeez, I’m envious of

I’m becoming a little jealous of

to your uncle. Everyone has different ways

not deny that Tristan, who was originally a

she washed her hands and wiped them dry with a paper towel before walking out

don’t look too good,” Ysabelle remarked. For

was written all over Sophie’s face.

“Does it hurt?”

Sophie was only feeling

Are you sure you’ll be fine?” Ysabelle feared something might go wrong with Sophie’s

Sophie’s lips were looking a

by the time Sophie got back. While Ysabelle was still feeling worried,

a drink beforehand that could help relieve her

“Okay.”

it was the familiar taste of hot cocoa.

this, too?” she exclaimed. This man is

the arena. They were all from

Lily, who was dressed in her race suit, walked over with

“What’s wrong, Ms. Tanner? Are you unwell? The race track today is really dangerous. You mustn’t force

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

much as entertain Lily. She simply put on her race suit and

blinked innocently at Tristan.

do I feel like Ms. Tanner’s being hostile toward

the race, Ms. Sanders. No one’s interested in your

tolerate the woman

with Lily, but she thought better of it due to her condition. I’ll end this quickly and win this round to save

the race suit accentuated her figure even more.

into the race car, the lackeys in

goddess! How