Anything For Her

Chapter 798 Mercy

Wilma sobbed, even though she didn't want to. As much as she wanted to appear strong, she couldn't help but cry.

Once her tears ran dry, Sophie opened the door for her. “Get in! We'll send you back.” I don't think she's in the mood for a meal. I may as well send her home to rest first.

“I want to treat you all to a meal for helping me so much, Ms. Sophie.” Of course, Wilma wasn't an insensible woman. Additionally, she knew the lawyer Sophie hired was Sean. Hence, she felt obliged to show her appreciation.

“We can talk about that once you return from your vacation. For now, just relax and have fun. Don't give up an entire forest for a rotten tree.”

Upon closing the door, Sophie sat in the passenger seat. Then Tristan drove Wilma back to her house.

By the time they sent Wilma home, it was already sometime past four in the afternoon. Since there wasn't much else going on, Tristan brought Sophie to visit William.

Due to being an old man, William was happy to see the couple, even though he didn't express his joy verbally.

His previous rejection of Sophie was long gone, and he had now come to accept her as part of the family.

“I heard you've been conducting research at Chanaean Medical Association. Do you need my help? If you do, let me know!” Despite his old age, he still wanted to contribute to his country.

Sophie answered, “For now, no. Our research is confidential, so I can't tell you much about it.”

“Okay. If you need my help, let me know.” The elderly man's voice was filled with enthusiasm.

“All right.”

Since it was still early, she accepted his casual proposal to play chess.

He didn't expect her to because he was aware not many youngsters nowadays knew how to.

To his surprise, he was forced into a corner in their first round. It would seem Sophie was quite proficient in the board game.

Tristan was tempted to laugh as he watched. “Go easy on my father, Sophie. He's old.”

That infuriated William. What does he mean by that? In the end, he lost.

“Again.” He believed she merely got lucky because only a few people in Jipsdale could rival his chess skills.

Tristan whispered next to her ear, “Go easy on my dad. He doesn't like losing.” She's a little too forthright.

“I think that'll make him even more upset.” Glancing at him, she wondered if he was being serious.

“Go do something else if you have nothing to do, Tristan. Why do you keep standing there? Do you think I'll bully your wife?” grumbled William. Do I look like I'm going to do that? Since I've acknowledged her, I'm not going to trouble her anymore.

“You can't bully her. I just want to stay by my wife's side.” With that said, Tristan promptly sat on the armrest of Sophie's chair.

William couldn't stand seeing his son like that. A man shouldn't cling to their wife so much!

In the end, he opted to focus on the game. I can't lose again and embarrass myself!

Sophie took Tristan's advice to heart and went easy on William.

However, she kept dragging on the match. Thus, he couldn't win either.

As he took a deep breath, he thought, I thought I'd become a master-level chess player. After all, it has been challenging to find a player as good as me to play against in Jipsdale over the past few years. But now, I see there are still people in the world far more skilled than myself.

Tristan pressed his hand on his lips as he struggled not to laugh.

Then, he whispered, “At this point, you may as well just take your victory, Sophie.”

Sophie glanced at him. Why does he keep bothering me? First, he told me to lose; now, he's telling me to win. What does he want me to do?

Gently, he pinched her shoulder. “All right, I won't disturb you anymore. Do what you want.” I don't think Dad'll ever want to play chess with her again.

Eventually, the round ended when Sarah came over to tell them dinner was ready.

William was sweating profusely by then, well aware that if they hadn't stopped then, he would have been the loser.

On the contrary, Sophie appeared relaxed.

William remained in his seat even as the couple headed to the dining room. Thus, Sarah couldn't help but ask, “Are you all right, Dad? What's the matter with you?”

Shaking his head, he replied, “I think I've underestimated Sophie's abilities.” She's truly remarkable.

Sarah couldn't help but laugh when she heard that. “Didn't I tell you that before? Once you've spent enough time with her, you'll learn to like her. She's incredible.”