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.

the driver came

coming down in torrents, so the curb was

“I’ll carry you over.”

it’s okay. I can

“You’ll ruin your shoes.”

initially wanted to say that she didn’t mind, but Tristan had already

driver opened an

offered. How could I have Mr. Tristan

did you

look in Tristan’s eyes, the driver immediately shook his head and pretended that

my God, a bridal carry! Look, that’s the ideal boyfriend! In comparison, you aren’t even

first. She’s as

you mean by that?” The

the boy took

you’re

over, the driver promptly

in the car, Tristan took the umbrella from

seconds, but his shirt

about I return your

Tristan stilled her hand that moved

so just

the car and turned on the

are we going now,

“Drive Ms. Tanner home.”

shirt is dripping water!” Sophie

moved to

it won’t drip on

meant.” Honest

Just then, Tristan sneezed.

Tristan?” the driver swiftly inquired in concern when he

fine. I’m not

he finished

“I’m fine.”

Tristan sounded incredibly

sick. Sir, please step

the driver to

so it was actually quite

still felt that he should take

drove into Wisteria Apartments’ underground

ordered the driver after

wait for you

it’s okay. I’ll go back

as much, the driver had no rebuttal left and

returning to the condominium, Sophie

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

“Sure!”

at ease when he was

and took out a change of clothes before taking a

the skin

stated in Google, she prepared

When she was alone in Horington back then, she

crossed that day either that she was making

in the bathtub for

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