Anything For Her

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

Sophie couldn’t help but laugh. To her,

to

there with Sophie, but Sophie didn’t care much about it and

noticed that Tristan hadn’t left. She raised her head to look at him and said, “Mr. Tristan, you may go. I don’t need anyone

me. Sleep

“What do you mean?”

here

the man who could cause Jipsdale to tremble with

yet, and

good.” Sophie didn’t have

called someone to deliver

in a thermal insulation container

beside Sophie, and put

“Ahem!”

who had always been calm, was stunned at that

the head of the Lombard Group, a prominent character in Jipsdale,

myself.” She didn’t know how to deal

that she wasn’t used to it, so he didn’t

he wasn’t in a hurry. He wanted to give

Tristan handed her the bowl

that it tasted pretty good. Hence, she slowly finished the bowl of

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

person unrelated to her, cared

you may go. This

I don’t mind sleeping on the couch for one night.” Tristan covered her with a blanket and lay down on

“Mr. Tristan?”

another man. Although it was a ward instead of a room, she still

you

Sophie remained silent.

before too. Maybe the Lombard family

was quiet, and only the alternating sound of their

Sophie fell asleep in

was asleep, he got up and walked to

It made him feel like protecting her no matter what so she would never get

Tristan’s assistant delivered breakfast to the ward

with her breakfast,

jaw almost dropped. Is this really the oppressive and ruthless Mr.