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

Sophie couldn’t help

to have more to say, but Felix dragged her

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

look at him and said, “Mr. Tristan, you may go. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” It was just a minor surgery. Besides, I can already

worry about me. Sleep if

“What do you mean?”

here and

cause Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted to stay and

you hungry?” Sophie hadn’t eaten anything yet, and Tristan was worried that she might

Sophie didn’t

and called someone to deliver

in a thermal insulation container instead of a

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

“Ahem!”

been calm, was stunned at

a prominent character in Jipsdale, was

Tristan, I can eat by myself.” She

wasn’t used to it, so he

a hurry. He wanted to give her time to get used to his

handed her the

tasted pretty good. Hence, she slowly

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

a person unrelated to her, cared

This is a hospital. It’s

with a blanket and lay down on the couch. He wasn’t planning to leave

“Mr. Tristan?”

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

wrong? Are you not

Sophie remained silent.

before too. Maybe the Lombard family is really serious

alternating sound

passed and Sophie fell asleep

and knew she was asleep, he

just like a baby. It made him feel like protecting

Tristan’s assistant delivered breakfast to the ward for

Tristan help Sophie with her breakfast,

almost dropped. Is this really the oppressive and ruthless

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