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 driver

was parked there, but the rain was coming down in torrents, so the curb was already

“I’ll carry you over.”

can walk over by

“You’ll ruin your shoes.”

she didn’t mind,

opened an umbrella for

her instead, Mr. Tristan!” he offered. How could I have Mr. Tristan

did you just

eyes, the driver immediately shook his head and pretended that he didn’t say anything

a bridal carry! Look, that’s the ideal boyfriend! In comparison,

first. She’s

mean by that?” The girl pinched her boyfriend’s

the boy took her hand at

no, you’re my goddess

Tristan carried Sophie over, the driver promptly

in the car, Tristan took the umbrella from him. He closed it

but his shirt was all

your suit

that moved to

just continue

and turned on

we going now, Mr.

“Drive Ms. Tanner home.”

dripping water!”

that, Tristan moved to

it won’t drip on

meant.” Honest to God, I

Just then, Tristan sneezed.

inquired in concern when he heard

I’m

finished saying that than he sneezed

“I’m fine.”

Tristan sounded

that you’re sick.

instructed the

in the car, so

should take a hot bath

after, the car drove into Wisteria Apartments’ underground

go back,” Tristan ordered the driver after alighting

wait for you here, Mr.

I’ll

much, the driver had no rebuttal left and could

returning to the condominium, Sophie

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

“Sure!”

at ease when

into the room and took out a change of clothes before taking

Sophie quickly found a piece of ginger and scraped the skin off. Then, she surfed the internet

stated in Google, she prepared ginger

good at cooking. When she was alone in Horington back then, she basically had takeaway all

fathom which wires in her brain got crossed that day either that she was making ginger tea for

in the bathtub for twenty

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