Pursuing Her

Tristan drove back to the mansion with Sophie. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by the sight of Ysabelle and Felix waiting at the gates.

At the sight of the two uninvited guests, he could only inhale deeply.

Shouldn’t the two of them be going on a date now? Why are they here?

With an arm wrapped around Ysabelle’s waist, Felix started smilingly, “We had nowhere to go, so we came here to have dinner together. You guys don’t mind, right?”

“We do. Say, Felix, aren’t you both going to get married soon? And is it not great to live your own lives?”

Argh! Why must they come here to intrude on us?

“There’s no hurry. Don’t worry, Uncle Tristan! We’re already surveying the mansions nearby. If there’s any suitable one, we’ll buy it. Then, we can have each other’s back in the future,” Ysabelle interjected.

Tristan went silent, struck dumb.

I don’t want to have their backs at all. All I need is personal space!

“What’s wrong? Are you moved to tears? This is all for convenience’s sake for me to take care of Sophie in

the future,” Ysabelle continued.

“She doesn’t need you to take care of her, I can take care of my own wife,” Tristan countered. I really don’t need all these meddlesome people!

“All right, let’s go in first.” Sophie had no objections. It was only having two more people at the table, and that did not bother her.

At once, Ysabelle went over and supported Sophie

“Let’s go in first, Sophie. We’ll leave the cooking to the men. I’ll chat with you.” She did not regard herself as an outsider at all.

“Sure.”

Sophie was not a person who liked to cook. Tristan had already forbade her from cooking in the past, alone when she was currently pregnant. Thus, the two girls went to the couch and sat down.

“I wrote a song recently. I’ve sent it to you, so listen to it. If you like it, you can sing it.” It was a song Sophie wrote after she got pregnant, and the lyrics brimmed with bliss.

listened to it, she naturally fell in love

it’s a song written by you, I’ll like it. You’re a

had always been the norm. Any song written by Sophie would undoubtedly become

you like it,”

matter? Are you tired? Shall I give you a massage?” Ysabelle instantly offered ingratiatingly. It went without saying that she was ecstatic since her visit that

pregnant. You all don’t need to focus all your

that’s totally

Ysabelle liked the song increasingly more

likely started, yes? Do tell me if you need. our help in

back against the couch. Ever since getting pregnant, she

do much that day, but she was already tired then.

to Felix. I believe that he can settle everything.” Felix was an exceedingly meticulous man. Consequently, Ysabelle did not

was an arduous journey for the two of you, so you must cherish him

assumed that there was still a lot of time, so they had a lifetime

one knew whether there would be

thing was to take good care of oneself

in the past.” Ysabelle

Tristan prepared dinner in the kitchen. Despite the former’s presence, he was of little

Tristan, you can hire a chef. With how busy you are, it’s simply too tiring for you

once in a while, but if it was done on a daily basis, it would be utterly

the feeling of taking care of her personally. No amount of money I make gives

that the sense of accomplishment from fattening his own

“Okay, then.”

Felix could do was some simple

done, Tristan went about everything alone. As there were four of them, the

no gourmet fare. Nonetheless, the four of them

meal very much.

you like some more soup?”

Sophie shook her head.