Pursuing Her (Sophie and Tristan)

Chapter 325

Due to having gone to bed so late last night, Sophie unexpectedly overslept.

It was past ten in the morning by the time she woke up.

The young woman thought Tristan would have left by now.

Yet, she stepped out of her room after washing up, only to see the man learning how to cook from Susan.

“You're up, Ms. Tanner!” Susan exclaimed with a smile. “Have a seat at the dining table. Mr. Lombard's making you breakfast!”

"Really?”

Sophie walked over curiously, and true enough, the man was cooking for her.

“Why aren't you at work?”

Isn't today a working day?

“I overslept, so I decided not to go. Go sit over there. Breakfast will be ready soon.” It was rare for Tristan to cook. Given his background, he was never obligated to do such chores.

However, from the moment he saw Susan preparing Sophie's breakfast, he suddenly had the urge to cook up a meal for the latter.

Fortunately, he was agile and a fast learner, so it didn't take Susan much effort to guide him. They just weren't sure how the food would taste.

Sophie sat at the dining table obediently.

Before long, Tristan and Susan brought all the food to the table.

“Mr. Lombard is amazing! I can't believe this is his first time cooking. Not bad, huh?” Susan couldn't resist praising.

A lot of rich men think they can get everything they need with money, so all they think about is splurging on their girlfriends instead of actually putting in any effort. Mr. Lombard must really like Ms. Tanner to willingly make breakfast for her! And he looked so happy doing it too.

"Right? Mr. Lombard's the best in anything he does. There's nothing in this world he can't do.”

good mood. Thus, she agreed with Susan and spared no effort in complimenting

first time doing this, so I don't know

having spent the whole morning trying to make breakfast, he

up her cutlery and gave the food a try as Tristan stared at her in

it? Is it

looked just like a child waiting to be praised by

help but feel

match

it okay? You don't have to eat it if it's not. We can grab some food

case, he didn't want

mouthful of the oatmeal in

won't give myself a hard time. To be

heart to make her breakfast;

try some

been so busy all

to be a third wheel. “You don't have to clean up when you're done, okay? I'll come back and take care of

“Thanks, Susan.”

was pleased with the

what questions to ask and what

two of them

a

to his surprise,

other dishes he had made and realizing that none of them tasted weird, the man finally breathed a sigh

as good of a cook as Mark is, but I'll

Sophie was bewildered.

he thinking? Why is he comparing himself to Mark? Everyone's talented in their own way! There's no need

compare yourself to Mark, Mr. Tristan. You're you,” she reminded

He doesn't have to waste his time

as you like it.” Work was

it. How about we cook together next time?” That would mean

could he ever allow that? Those hands of hers were too precious to cook. They were meant to perform

by the time they finished breakfast, so technically, the meal they just had

No matter how brilliant Sophie was, she was still a student—one in senior year, at that —so