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?”

of Tristan’s mouth curved

Do you want to huddle under the

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

of me. I shouldn’t have

like a heinous man

Tristan found himself all too similar to such a kind of person then,

got it. Don’t look at me with such a look in your

him with that

past. He hadn’t heard that many stories

tell you about my stories

I can use such a method to have

How could someone

Once upon a time, we were even sent to the special forces to

some incidents that had taken place while they were part of the

of them forged a

Sophie listened to him talk about his past,

increasingly heavier, and she

countenance, Tristan pulled

the following morning, Sophie got out of bed. When she went downstairs after

you sleep

have the privilege of going to work a bit later,

Tristan was plating breakfast at the

need three to

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

something she disliked, Tristan would change it all. “All right, come

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

Taking a piece

dishes, only coffee and hash browns were to

had never really liked eating

she still preferred a somewhat modern style

watching her eat as she was natural without being the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an extra

to buy breakfast

trip would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and

like their coffee and hash browns, so I went there

for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had to try every means possible to feed

the future. Just buy a breakfast pie from downstairs,

didn’t care much when it came to

watching you eat