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.”

Sophie was in a good mood. Thus, she agreed with Susan and spared no effort in

it a try first. It's my first time doing this, so I don't know how it would turn

the whole morning trying to make breakfast, he didn't want her to eat it

gave the food a try

is it?

waiting to be

couldn't help but feel

a match made

it okay? You don't have to eat it if it's not.

didn't want her

a mouthful of the oatmeal in front of

a hard time. To be

wasn't just because he had the heart to make her

try

all morning that

“You don't have to clean up when you're done, okay? I'll come

“Thanks, Susan.”

was pleased with the

she knows what questions to

only the two of them remained in the

scooped Tristan a bowl of

tasted some, and to his surprise,

realizing that none of them tasted weird, the man finally breathed

not 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 to

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

have to waste his time

as long as you like it.” Work was important, but it was

do like it. How about we cook together next time?” That would mean so much more,

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

was eleven o'clock by the time they finished breakfast, so technically, the meal they just had felt more like

matter how brilliant Sophie was, she was still a student—one in senior year, at that —so she had to put