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

coming down in

“I’ll carry you over.”

okay. I can walk

“You’ll ruin your shoes.”

say that she didn’t mind, but Tristan

the driver opened

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

did you

immediately shook his head and

ideal boyfriend!

She’s as

do you mean by that?”

response, the boy took her hand

no, you’re my

Tristan carried Sophie over, the driver promptly opened the

the umbrella from him.

took seconds, but his shirt

about I return your suit

her hand that moved

just continue

driver got into the car and turned on

we going now, Mr.

“Drive Ms. Tanner home.”

dripping water!” Sophie pointed at Tristan’s

that, Tristan moved to

it won’t drip

meant.” Honest to

Just then, Tristan sneezed.

Mr. Tristan?” the driver swiftly inquired in concern when

I’m

sooner had he finished saying

“I’m fine.”

time, Tristan sounded incredibly

didn’t say that you’re sick. Sir, please step

instructed the driver to

car, so it was actually quite

she still felt that he should take a hot bath as soon

car drove into Wisteria Apartments’ underground

ordered the driver after

for

it’s okay. I’ll

as much, the driver had no rebuttal left and

to the condominium,

was easy to fall sick when one got drenched in the rain

“Sure!”

at ease

went into the room and took out a change of

the skin off. Then, she surfed the internet for recipes for ginger

stated in Google, she prepared ginger

she wasn’t good at cooking. When she was alone in Horington back then, she basically

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

the bathtub for twenty minutes before

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