Anything For Her

Chapter 180 Too Ostentatious

When Tristan had finished the work at hand, he went upstairs. Unexpectedly, he glimpsed a shaft of light from the gap in Sophie’s room door.

He walked over and knocked on the door.

Hearing the knock on her door, Sophie placed her phone on the nightstand before going over and opening the door.

“What’s wrong? Is something the matter?”

Puzzlement was written all over Sophie’s face. I wonder what else he wants at this hour.

“No, everything’s fine. I just saw that the light in your room is on, so I came to ask you what you were doing. Are you having trouble sleeping? It’s very late now.” She still needs to go to school tomorrow. Keeping such hours is too erratic, and it’ll be bad for health.

“No, I just talked on the phone with a friend. That took a bit of time, so I’m not asleep yet.”

“Oh, I see. In that case, sleep earlier. Or perhaps you’d like me to keep you company?” Tristan couldn’t resist the urge to tease her every so often.

Sophie said nothing.

Her usual response was silence.

“All right, I was just joking. Don’t take it to heart and don’t sleep too late.”

“I can’t sleep, Mr. Tristan. How about you tell me a story?”

How long has it been since someone told me a story? When we were young, Mom and Dad always loved to tell Willow stories, but they never gave me the same courtesy. Perhaps it’s because I’m too cold and indifferent that they aren’t close to me.

“So, you really can’t sleep? Did something happen that I’m unaware of? Do you mind sharing with me?”

“No, I just have a bit of insomnia. Tell me a story, will you?”

“Sure! It’s my pleasure!” Tristan was more than eager to draw close to her, so he naturally agreed when she proposed such a request.

Sophie lay down on the bed with a premier duvet over her. The duvet wasn’t all that thick, but it was exceedingly warm.

That was the best duvet, a conclusion drawn after Tristan had Felix compare the duvets of more than ten brands.

While she lay on the bed all toasty under the duvet, Tristan only had a white, thin sweater on him.

The central air-conditioning was running, but she didn’t set the temperature that high, so she had no idea whether he was cold.

“Are you cold?”

mouth

to huddle under the covers

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

right, that was remiss of me.

heinous

too similar to such a kind of person

right, I got it. Don’t look at me with such a look in your eyes.” He really couldn’t withstand further temptation, albeit

as she looked at him with that particular gaze, desire

back to the past. He hadn’t heard that many stories

have no bedtime stories. How about I tell you about my stories in the business world throughout

pretty good if I can use such a method

Sophie nodded. Right. How could someone like him

and the others. Once upon a time, we

taken place while they were part of the special

that the four of

talk about his past,

increasingly heavier, and

her beautiful sleeping countenance, Tristan pulled the duvet over her

seven o’clock the following morning, Sophie got out of bed. When she went downstairs after washing

sleep for a

have the

plating breakfast at

only need

four hours isn’t enough. It’s best to have at least eight

henceforth.” As long as it was something she disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

sat down across from him. Taking a piece of hash

only coffee and hash browns were to her

liked eating bread

preferred a somewhat

without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an extra

went to The Crown to buy breakfast early in the

trip would take around forty minutes. Yet,

so I went there to buy them for you. It just took forty minutes. It’s

first place, and she only ate more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had

trouble in the future. Just buy a breakfast pie from

when it came to

I like watching you eat hash