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?”

corners of Tristan’s mouth curved

want to huddle under the covers and chat

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

was remiss of me. I shouldn’t

a heinous man who kidnaps young

all too similar to such a kind of person then, for he couldn’t help teasing her at

look at me with such a look in your eyes.” He really couldn’t withstand further temptation, albeit her doing

long as she looked at him with

past. He hadn’t heard that many stories when

tell you about my stories in the business

I can use such a

someone like him have bedtime stories in

Felix and the others. Once upon a time, we were even sent to the special forces to

had taken place while they were part of the

was then that the four of them forged a

listened to him talk about his

increasingly heavier, and she

beautiful sleeping countenance, Tristan pulled the duvet over

morning, Sophie got out of bed. When she went downstairs after washing her

didn’t you sleep for a

the privilege of going to work a

Tristan was plating breakfast at the side of the

breakfast. I only need three to four hours of sleep

to have at least eight hours

was something she disliked,

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

him. Taking a piece of hash brown,

all the breakfast dishes, only coffee and hash browns

had never really liked eating bread and drinking

a somewhat

the least bit pretentious. Whenever he had breakfast with her, he could even eat an

to buy

take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and bought her breakfast early in the morning

and hash browns, so I went there to buy them

more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had

the future. Just buy a breakfast pie

care much when

watching you