Anything For Her

“Are you okay with it, Soph? We don’t have to play the game if you don’t want to.”

Ysabelle was certain that Sophie could do most things well, but throwing darts was a game that needed constant practice. I wonder if she ever played it before.

“It’s fine. We can play if that’s what you want.”

Sophie smiled warmly, and it was as though she was letting Ysabelle do whatever she wanted on her birthday.

“I love you so much, Soph,” said Ysabelle. In a way, Sophie was the perfect boyfriend material. “Seriously, if you’re a guy, I would marry you in a heartbeat.”

Sophie smiled without saying anything else.

“Ms. Tanner, you truly are incredible. It seems like you can do everything with ease.”

Winter was bidding her time and planning ahead. The higher the pedestal she put Sophie on, the more it would hurt when Sophie inevitably fell.

Sophie, however, didn’t think much of it. It’s just a game of throwing darts, so how hard can it be? I’ll just let her think that she’s winning for a little longer.

“Do you need Mr. Tristan to give you some private lessons beforehand? He was the one who taught you how to play pools the last time, right?”

“There’s no need for that. Since Ms. Quigley is that eager to lose, let’s just play.”

Sophie was truly irked by Winter’s behavior. After all, it shouldn’t matter what her relationship with Tristan was like. Winter still had no right butting in on the matter.

“Hah,” replied Winter. She couldn’t help scoffing. “Before that, though, let’s make things clear. This is just a game, so regardless of how things turn out to be, no one is allowed to hold a grudge, okay?”

“Winter, let’s just play. Why are you talking so much? What’s the point of saying all that, anyway?”

How have I never noticed that Winter is so annoying before?

“I’ll go first,” said Ysabelle. She stood up and tossed the dart right away.

“Ten points,” said Felix. He couldn’t help chuckling a little. Ysabelle’s skill is really… something else.

“What are you laughing at, Felix? Do you think you can do better? Fine, go on, then. You can go next.”

“Sure,” replied Felix. He stood behind the line, adjusted his stance, and threw the dart. “Twenty-five points. See that? That is how you do it.”

“Hmph!”

That good-for-nothing Felix is deliberately messing with me!

“Soph, it’s your turn.”

over. She picked up a dart and tossed it

to hit the

Everyone was instantly speechless.

thought flashed across their mind. My gosh, can she be any

will be that good. Throwing

even more

suggested the game, she had

to lose the game. Only then would she

just a game. She figured that Tristan wouldn’t be able to complain even if she were to kiss

You must frequent clubs often and play

sneered. Ah, so that’s what she has

were up next. Both had trained with the special forces

their results

your turn,

smiling brightly. Yes, I will surely lose

ahead. I’ll be the last

disobey since it was Tristan who told her to play first. There’s no way Tristan is that bad at throwing darts, right? At worst,

the right spot, grabbed a dart, and threw it

the end, however, she got the

sorry. It’s been a while since I last played this game, so I under-performed,” said Winter sadly. She

had the chance to kiss the man she loved, who was right there

your turn, Mr.

was getting a little

though Winter wants to lose the game? Is it just

so that she can

would have to be an idiot

believe she came up with a plan like that. Does she really like Uncle Tristan that much? Ugh, this is so

have put two and two together if Sophie

do we do now? We can’t let her kiss Uncle

Tristan, and no one can do anything if he’s

Anyone else can

the two of

longer friends, okay? I mean, did you see how she repeatedly

go after her best friend would be

made his way over

gaze moved

heart began

like to press her lips against his. She had been dreaming of that kiss for so long,

it. If it hadn’t been for her, Winter would never

gosh, Uncle

He