Chapter 71 A Bridal Carry

“Okay, then. I apologize for saying that.”

When Sophie and Tristan left Nocturnal, it was raining heavily outside.

“What awful weather!”

It was pouring, so even if the valet were to drive the car over, they would still be drenched when they walked the short distance.

Sophie rubbed her arms, for it was still rather chilly in Jipsdale in November. There was heating in the bar earlier, so she didn’t feel it.

Right then, however, she was really cold.

Seeing that, Tristan removed the suit jacket from her waist and draped it over her shoulders.

Thus, his jacket enveloped her, covering even her bottom.

“What should we do now?”

“How about going back into the bar first? If you don’t like to hang out with them, we can get a private room for ourselves.”

“No, I don’t have any issue hanging out with them.”

Felix and the others aren’t the hateful kind of people.

“Okay.”

Tristan didn’t ask further, for the person speaking was Sophie, and he respected her decision no matter the choice.

“Oh well, let’s just take shelter here for a while.”

There were quite a number of people taking shelter from the rain in front of Nocturnal then. Sophie hadn’t experienced that in a long time, so she found it rather intriguing.

“Are you cold?” she asked Tristan. He’s only wearing a shirt at the moment, so he’s probably freezing!

“Nope.”

Tristan, on the other hand, turned his gaze to her fair legs. I think she’s cold instead.

He then made a call and had the driver bring them an umbrella.

As the crowd grew, it became increasingly packed.

Some couples were already hugging, and others were even kissing.

To protect Sophie from being jostled, Tristan kept her in his embrace.

His chin came to just above the top of her head.

Such a posture was exceedingly intimate, with his warm breath tickling the top of her head.

Suddenly, someone jostled Tristan. He inched forward a fraction, upon which both their bodies plastered together.

“Uh…”

Sophie abruptly felt that it wasn’t a wise decision to take shelter with him under the eaves.

that precise moment, the

the rain was coming down in torrents, so

“I’ll carry you over.”

can walk

“You’ll ruin your shoes.”

wanted to say that she didn’t mind,

driver opened

Tristan!” he offered. How could I

you

shook his head and pretended

carry! Look, that’s the ideal boyfriend! In comparison, you aren’t even willing to

first. She’s

you mean by that?” The girl pinched

response, the boy took

no, you’re

the driver promptly opened the

the car, Tristan took the umbrella from him. He closed it before climbing into the

but his shirt was all

return your suit

that moved

fine, so just

got into the car and

are we going

“Drive Ms. Tanner home.”

water!”

moved to the

it won’t drip on

what I meant.” Honest to God, I didn’t

Just then, Tristan sneezed.

the driver swiftly inquired in

fine. I’m not

had he finished saying that than he

“I’m fine.”

Tristan

sick. Sir, please

merely instructed the driver

car, so it

she still felt that he should take a hot

the car drove

may go back,” Tristan ordered the driver after alighting

wait for you here, Mr.

okay. I’ll

had said as much, the driver had no rebuttal left and

condominium,

a bath.” After all, it was easy to fall sick when one got drenched in the rain in

“Sure!”

much ill at ease when

out a change of clothes before taking

scraped the skin off. Then, she

steps stated in Google,

alone in Horington back then, she basically had takeaway

wires in her brain got crossed that day either that

in the bathtub for twenty minutes before

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