Anything For Her

Chapter 776 Disgusted

Sophie took the glass and sipped the wine delicately, enjoying the smooth taste.

“Girls shouldn't drink too much when they're outside, but since everyone's having such a good time today, we can drink a little more,” Sarah commented.

Tristan and Felix were both present, so nobody would dare to do anything to them.

“Sarah, they have boyfriends, so we're the only two who don't. Don't you feel lonely?” Cecelia abruptly asked.

It seemed like the two of them were the only ones without boyfriends, despite being attractive and successful in various aspects.

They wondered why they couldn't find good men.

“Why bother feeling that way? I used to feel lonely, but now I'm content with being single and free,” Sarah replied.

She really thought so in her heart.

Once she let things go, nobody could hurt her. She was convinced that being single was a viable and fulfilling lifestyle for her, irrespective of gender expectations.

“However, you're only twenty, and you have a long future ahead of you. Be patient, and you'll find someone who loves you eventually,” Sarah encouraged Cecelia.

Even though Sarah was in her thirties, deep down, she still had hope and believed that she would find her happiness someday.

As long as one did not lose hope, there would always be hope.

“Exactly! Why bother thinking so much? Enjoy life while you still can. You're not the kind of person who dwells on the sorrows of the past.” Sophie raised her glass and clinked it with Sarah's.

Cecelia was speechless.

Fine. Perhaps I was overthinking things. Looks like focusing on my career might be better suited for me than stressing over romantic relationships.

Meanwhile, the four well-built men were lounging in a hot spring, half-naked and drinking red wine.

Their muscular physiques were the stuff of female fantasies, and they were even drinking wine elegantly.

“Mr. Tristan, Winter is just being stupid at the moment. Could you please tolerate her?” Charles requested between sips. “My grandfather's condition is deteriorating, and I don't know how much longer he can hold on. It would be best if Winter could stay in Jipsdale for the time being.”

Charles knew bringing Winter along that day was a mistake, but he only had one sister.

Upon seeing her in a pitiful state, he just couldn't help it.

“Mr. Tristan, don't worry. Sophie is so formidable that she hardly cares about Winter's presence,” Sean reassured Tristan.

Winter posed no threat to Sophie in any aspect, so there was no need for Sophie to worry.

In front of Sophie, Winter was at most a clown.

“Exactly. I think that Winter is no match for Sophie too. Sophie is such a generous woman that she doesn't concern herself with petty rivalries,” Charles remarked.

Tristan raised an eyebrow at the flattery being heaped on Sophie.

“Even if she doesn't care, I don't want her to be disgusted by others,” he declared. After all, she was his woman.

The others fell silent, envious of such a deep and devoted love.

“Mr. Tristan, I'm curious about something. You and Sophie are engaged, right? How far have you two gone? Did you guys—” Charles promptly shut his mouth upon seeing the stern look from Tristan.

At once, Charles fell silent again. Okay, never mind then! What's wrong with my question? What's so strange about a man and a woman being intimate? We're grown men, so we should be able to comfortably discuss such things. Besides, we're bros. There's nothing we can't talk about! It's really ridiculous!

Felix laughed at that. He found Charles amusing because, at first, Charles had said he had found true love, but in the end, the woman turned out to be a pretentious b*tch.

But then again, being a playboy suits him as well.

“Felix, are you laughing at me? Is it really that funny? I think I'm fine the way I am now!”

In a game of love, Charles didn't need to be responsible for anyone—he only needed to make himself happy. He wanted those girls' bodies, and those girls got everything they wanted from him, so it was fair.

“How would I ever dare to laugh at you?”

Just then, the manager of the resort came over and greeted everyone before telling Charles, “Ms. Quigley wants to leave now. She asked me to inform you.”

Charles frowned.

Wasn't she the one who wanted to come here in the first place? How long has it been since she arrived? Why does she want to leave now?

“Okay, I got it. Have a driver send her back.” It wasn't safe for a girl to go back alone.

“Okay, Mr. Quigley, I understand.” The manager then left.

At a loss for words, Charles really didn't understand what the girl was thinking.

Nonetheless, it was better for her to go back so that everyone here wouldn't be upset, and she wouldn't be unhappy either.

“Why don't you send her back instead?” suggested Sean.

Nobody knew what Winter was thinking, but it wasn't advisable for her to return home alone.