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.”

at Sophie

I like to be alone.” Sophie couldn’t help but

to say,

Sophie didn’t care much about it and

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

about me. Sleep if you’re

“What do you mean?”

here and

could cause Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted

hungry?” Sophie hadn’t eaten anything yet, and Tristan was

Sophie didn’t

called someone to deliver oatmeal from

a thermal insulation container instead of

oatmeal, sat beside Sophie, and put the spoon

“Ahem!”

had always been

of the Lombard Group, a

can eat by myself.” She didn’t know

knew that she wasn’t used to it, so

wanted to give her time to get used to his

her the bowl

bite and felt that it tasted pretty

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

Tristan, a person unrelated to

you may go. This is a hospital. It’s

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

“Mr. Tristan?”

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

wrong? Are you not

Sophie remained silent.

his life before too. Maybe the Lombard

and only the alternating sound of their breathing

passed and Sophie fell asleep in

she was asleep,

looked vulnerable while asleep, just like a baby. It made him feel like protecting her no

morning, Tristan’s assistant delivered breakfast to the

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

jaw almost dropped. Is this