Chapter 13 Flirting

“I can walk on my own.” While he was carrying her, their faces got closer to each other. If she looked up, her lips would brush across his chin.

Her heart began to beat out of control, and her ears began to grow hot.

Ysabelle was stunned. She had never seen Tristan treat anyone so well. Even at home, he was always cold, and even his grandfather was annoyed at him for it.

Tristan didn’t give Sophie the chance to refuse. He gently put her on the hospital bed, then checked on her infusion tube.

“Okay. It’s time for your evening self-study,” Tristan said to Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I don’t want to go. If I hadn’t brought Sophie to the pasta outlet, she wouldn’t end up like this. I’ll stay and accompany her.” Well, it wouldn’t matter if I missed one session of self-study.

Tristan looked at her and didn’t speak.

“Uncle Tristan.” He looks so scary.

“I’m okay now, Ysabelle. I’ll go back after the infusion.”

“No!” Tristan and Ysabelle exclaimed in unison.

“I’m really fine.”

“Sophie, it’s all my fault. You must stay in the hospital and get well. Otherwise, I will feel very guilty.”

“You should recuperate in the hospital. I’ve already informed the school that you’re taking the day off.” Tristan declared. How could she be so calm even after her surgery?

Tristan stopped forcing Ysabelle to go to class. If Ysabelle is here to accompany her, she should feel more at ease.

The VIP ward Tristan arranged for Sophie was a suite equipped with a bathroom and a kitchen.

At half past nine in the evening, Felix came to pick up Ysabelle.

“Uncle Tristan, I won’t be going home tonight! I want to stay with Soph. I don’t want her to be alone in the ward. It’s sad.”

Whenever Ysabelle was sick, her parents and grandparents would stay by her side.

However, Sophie didn’t have anyone close to her, which was really sad.

“Felix will take you home. I’ll get someone to look after Sophie.”

looked at

alone.” Sophie couldn’t help but laugh.

have more to say, but Felix

but Sophie didn’t care much about it and played games

may go. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” It was just a minor surgery. Besides, I can already get out of bed

worry about me.

“What do you mean?”

here and accompany

Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted to

anything yet, and Tristan

didn’t have much

and called someone to deliver oatmeal

oatmeal arrived in a thermal insulation container

bowl with oatmeal, sat beside Sophie, and put the spoon near her

“Ahem!”

had always been

Group, a prominent character in

She didn’t know

that she wasn’t used

hurry. He wanted to give her time

Tristan handed her the bowl

took a bite and felt that it tasted pretty good. Hence, she slowly finished

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

awkward when Tristan, a person unrelated to her, cared for her this

you may go. This is a

for one night.” Tristan covered her with a blanket and lay

“Mr. Tristan?”

another man. Although it was a ward instead of a

you not tired

Sophie remained silent.

saved his life before too. Maybe the Lombard family

only the alternating sound of their breathing could be

and Sophie

breathing and knew she was

a baby. It made him feel like protecting her no matter what so she

assistant delivered breakfast to the ward

did Tristan help Sophie with her breakfast, he also catered to her

 Is this

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255