Pursuing Her (Sophie and Tristan)

Chapter 136 Irresistible Passion

to kiss her.His kiss was swift and somewhat aggressive, to the extent that Sophie felt a stinging pain on her lips. Gradually, he slowed things down and kissed her gently.Then, he stopped and hugged her quietly.If only she was older… He had to fight the desire from within to dismiss the thought of launching a series of amorous advances toward her.He wanted to let her know how much he cared for her so badly.“Shall we go in now? It’s cold out here.” The winter in Jipsdale was freezing cold even though it was just the beginning of the season.He touched her hands and felt the cold. Immediately, he covered both her palms with his and strode toward the apartment.Upon scanning his thumbprint, the door unlocked itself, and the heater was also automatically switched on.Sophie was a bit surprised that he was so quick to act and seemed very familiar with it.“What’s wrong? Still feeling cold?” Tristan frowned as he seated her on his lap.The ambiguous position made Sophie blush.“Mr. Tristan, I—”Without paying heed to what she was saying, he kept her locked in his arms as if she was his most treasured prize.“Where were you?”I bet the main reason why he’s not his usual self is because I turned him down for a meal and met Arius instead.“Mr. Tristan, something urgent came up, and I had to meet an important person today. I promise to buy you a meal another day,” she tried to pacify him.“An important person? Is the person more important than me?” He was very particular about it.Sophie was rendered speechless.When Tristan heard that she was seen with a man at Cloud Nine Hotel, he was blazing with rage.It was not because he did not trust her, but he lacked confidence in himself.He felt like he was in no position to question her. Hence, at that moment, he wanted to destroy every single man on earth just to be with her forever.However, when he saw her walking out of the elevator after having waited outside the apartment for three long hours, his pent-up anger just faded away within seconds.“Quite important.” I wouldn’t have been here if it was not for Arius—the man I met when I first came to Horington five years ago.Hearing her stating so, Tristan felt as though his heart was instantly torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.Sophie felt a little down when she noticed the disappointed look on his face.What’s going on?“Mr. Tristan, I’ll definitely treat you to a big meal one day. Just the two of us.” Can he stop staring at me like that?He pressed a kiss to her forehead.Do I really care about getting a free meal? What has got into her head to arrive at this conclusion?At first, Sophie wanted to call Josiah as soon as she arrived home. Now that Tristan was present, she could not make the phone call anymore.I guess I’ll have to go pick Grandpa up personally from the Tanner residence tomorrow.That night, Tristan stayed at Wisteria Apartments for quite a while. Although he knew her bedtime, he refused to leave.“Mr. Tristan, I’m getting sleepy.”“Go to bed, then.” Still, he did not seem like he was getting ready to go home.“Do you have something to say to me, Mr. Tristan?” Sophie sighed. This is so not him.“Nope! It’s late, you should go and get some rest.” Tristan walked her to the bedroom and said, “Get a hot shower, then sleep. “Sophie stood behind the door. She could sense that he was going through emotional turmoil. However, she had no idea how to coax him or make him feel better.“What’s the matter?” Tristan asked tenderly.Sophie shook her head.In the end, she decided to shut the door.Whatever. If he can’t think things through, no one else can help him with it.Tristan went back to the living room, took a bottle of wine, and poured himself a glass.He was well aware that he should leave, but he just could not bring himself to do so, given the circumstance. The longer he stayed at Sophie’s place, the more secure he felt. At the very least, he could convince himself that he mattered more to her compared to anyone else.After taking a shower and getting changed, Sophie walked to the living room in her pajama. Just as expected, Tristan was still there. He seemed really lonely, standing by the French windows, drinking.Sophie approached him and poured herself a glass. Then, she took a tiny sip.Without saying a word, she kept him company while looking out of the window at the hustle and bustle of the