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

I like to be alone.” Sophie couldn’t help but laugh. To her, Ysabelle’s reaction

to have more to say,

Sophie didn’t care much about

Tristan hadn’t left. She raised her 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 a

about me. Sleep if you’re

“What do you mean?”

stay here

Jipsdale to tremble with one word wanted

Sophie hadn’t eaten anything yet, and Tristan was

didn’t have

yes, and called someone to deliver oatmeal

oatmeal arrived in a thermal insulation container instead of a

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

“Ahem!”

who had always been calm, was stunned at that

Lombard Group, a

by myself.” She didn’t know

that she wasn’t used to it,

a hurry. He wanted to give her time

her the bowl

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

“Want some more?”

“I’m good. Thank you.”

when Tristan, a person unrelated to her, cared

may go. This is

on the couch for one night.” Tristan covered her with a blanket and

“Mr. Tristan?”

it was a

you not

Sophie remained silent.

Maybe the Lombard family is really serious

quiet, and only the alternating sound of their breathing could

long while passed and Sophie fell asleep in a

she was asleep, he got up

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

assistant delivered breakfast to the

help Sophie with her breakfast, he also

this really the oppressive and