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

you want to huddle under the covers and chat

Words promptly eluded Sophie.

of me. I

I look like a heinous man

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

with that particular gaze, desire inexorably

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

bedtime stories. How about I tell you about my stories in the business world

such a method to

response, Sophie nodded. Right. How could someone like him have bedtime stories in his

together with Felix and the others. Once upon a time, we were even sent

taken place while they were part of

the four of them forged a strong and

listened to him talk about his

and she

Tristan pulled the duvet over her before

out of bed. When she went downstairs after washing her face,

didn’t you sleep for

Group, he should have the privilege of going to work a bit

was plating breakfast at the side

need three to four hours of

It’s best to have at least

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

Sophie shrugged nonchalantly.

him. Taking a

only coffee and hash browns were

liked eating bread and drinking

preferred a somewhat modern style

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

to The Crown to buy breakfast

distance to The Crown from there. A round trip would take around forty minutes. Yet, he had driven over and bought her

I went there to buy them for you.

she only ate more for breakfast. Hence, he naturally had to try every means possible to

the future. Just buy a breakfast pie from downstairs,

much when it came to

I like watching you eat